Robin Healy - The Sound II

I can't get sick of getting down, getting down, getting down
While I fly, bringing tunes to the town, to the town, to the town
But I can't give it up, the nature of my work
Sending out the love, and taking all the hurt, and I can't give it

Oh no, nothing can take me down
I'm sure, I'm swimming in the sound of my own love
I know, you hear in every beat for miles around
This old, gold sweet familiar heat of my own sound

I can feel your reason turn around, turn around, turn around
Cause I know inside, you feel that need to shake it out, shake it out, shake it out
But I can't give it up, the nature of work
You never get enough of musical rebirth

Oh no, nothing can take me down
I'm sure, I'm swimming in the sound of my own love
I know, you hear in every beat for miles around
This old, gold sweet familiar heat of my own sound

To seem alive, to seem alive, to seem alive alive
To seem alive, to seem alive, to seem alive alive
To seem alive, to seem alive, to seem alive alive
To seem alive, to seem alive, to seem alive alive

Oh no, nothing can take me down
I'm sure, I'm swimming in the sound of my own love
I know, you hear in every beat for miles around
This old, gold sweet familiar heat of my own sound

Written by:
Robin Healy

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