Rushton Emery - Release Lyrics

It's harder not to pick the passionfruit from it's vine
When it's covered in dew and decorated in light
It's painful waiting 'til the harvest moon is bright
But that's when the moment is married with time

My heart's been pleading with my soul to speak
But I'm fighting back words from behind my teeth
Flowers blooming in the winter is bleak
So come spring to come bring the sweetest

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We could pluck the peach before the peach is ripe
Let our hunger steal the thunder of the beauty in life
We can choose to wait, have some patience depsite
Our souls singing songs to each other at night

My heart's been pleading with my soul to speak
But I'm fighting back words from behind my teeth
Flowers blooming in the winter is bleak
So come spring to come bring the sweetest

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We could force the moment like a drive-thru line
Manufacture what we're after no regard for the spine
We could choose to wait, have some patience despite
Our souls singing songs to each other at night