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Track two on the EP
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There's a sound in the air tonight, as through the snow we tread.
It's the sound of a crying boy, wanting his mama's bed.
And his hands are shivering, and white from the cold, and his nose is red.
'Darling you're a big boy, and you're being good boy, we're almost home', she said.
There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry,
but Keilan, are you coming to me soon?
Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you?
Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you.
There's a sound in the shanty towns, as the sunlight burns the street.
It's the sound of a laughing boy, with nothing upon his feet.
And his mother invites me in, she says 'Take a seat. Can I get you a drink, and I don't have much but I'd love you to eat with me.'
And there's rags at her windows, but she doesn't care for those,
'My son is healthy and free', she says, 'what more do I need?'
There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry,
but Keilan, are you coming to me soon?
Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you?
Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you.
There's a sound in the air tonight, as through the snow we tread.
It's the sound of a crying boy, wanting his mama's bed.
Keilan can you hear me, Keilan are you listening when I think of you?
Keilan, are you?
There's no hurry for me to have my own son too, there's no hurry,
but Keilan, are you coming to me soon?
Keilan can you hear me, Keilan can you hear me when I think of you?
Keilan are you coming boy, I'm waiting for you.
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from
Far From Home,
released November 26, 2013
Vocals, Lyrics and Guitar - Kelly Oliver
Produced by Lauren Deakin Davies for Folkstock Records 2013
Artwork on cd sleeve and cover image Lauren Deakin Davies.
Artwork on disc and insert Michelle Hrano
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