paroles de chanson Faithful Son - Frank Turner
Meet
me
on
the
edges
of
this
city
Meet
me
where
the
underground
runs
out
Bring
a
picnic
blanket
and
your
pity
A
pen
and
paper,
so
I
can
write
things
down
Mother,
oh
dear
mother,
I
wasn't
joking
when
I
said
That
I
plan
to
keep
doing
this
until
the
day
I'm
dead
And
I'm
not
a
mirror
for
you
when
you
were
young
But
I
still
remain
your
faithful
only
son
Lately,
I've
been
feeling
kind
of
fragile
Lately,
I've
been
feeling
all
worn
out
What
would
any
of
us
do
if
all
the
dreams
we
had
came
true?
What
would
there
be
left
to
dream
about?
Father,
oh
dear
father,
I'm
not
trying
to
reject
The
values
that
you
held
like
winning
cards
up
to
your
chest
And
I
can't
just
do
the
things
you
wished
you'd
done
Though
I
still
remain
your
faithful
only
son
The
city
seems
so
still
Looking
down
from
Highgate
Hill
There's
nothing
left
for
us
to
say
You
taught
me
everything
that
I
know
You
wouldn't
miss
me
if
I
stay
You'd
never
see
me
if
I
go
This
is
no
confession
now,
yeah,
this
is
who
I
am
You
made
me
in
your
image
so
you
have
to
understand
That
I
did
my
best
as
told
and
so
have
become
Your
loving
and
your
faithful
only
son
1 The Road - Solo Acoustic
2 Isabel - Solo Acoustic
3 The Fastest Way Back Home - Solo Acoustic
4 Try This At Home - Solo Acoustic
5 Live Fast, Die Old
6 Try This at Home
7 Dan's Song
8 Poetry of the Deed
9 Isabel
10 The Fastest Way Back Home
11 Sons of Liberty
12 The Road
13 Faithful Son
14 Richard Divine
15 Sunday Nights
16 Our Lady of the Campfires
17 Journey of the Magi
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