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"He who forgets, will be destined to remember..."

The Ballroom Thieves - Archers

Whoa I came in on bended knee
It wasn’t hard to fall for me
You stood beneath a burning tree
and hoped to rescue leaves

I figured it’s the things I’ve done
—something ‘bout the man that I’ve become
Hey look at all the hearts we’ve won—
these restless little thieves

So oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh…

I…I shiver through the words I said
—they’re warmer than the ones that never left my head
I’ve made an ocean of this bed
and now I bet you’d starve to roll through it

Well you can let your arrows sing
I’ve never met a man of iron skin but you know
Archers never make good kings
—fly headfirst into everything now whoa oh oh

Whoa oh oh

Well I settle into heart and soul
sell the only thing that I could never own
We fell into these arms and now
we’ll risk our limbs to find out who we are

Well I can try to get you closer but
I know you’d break your neck just to see the stars
And if we don’t dare to hold it
then this reckless wandering love was never ours

Whoa oh oh
whoa oh whoa whoa oh

Archers never make good kings
—fly headfirst into everything whoa

Archers never make good kings
—fly headfirst into everything now whoa oh oh oh oh—

I came in on bended knee

These lyrics are by The Ballroom Thieves, from Archers . Posted at 2:52pm on 22 June 2019.
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