The Racquet - Feel the Feeling

Summertime is not the time for sailing across the sea
With the sun in your eyes
And the birds as your spies

You know that I can sympathize but I won't ever agree
When they're bold as the bees
And ones who can't see
When the visions are true
I'll be thinking of you

Bringing all the dead to life
Look them right into their eyes

Bored the day the sky arrived and said goodnight to me
Try to walk right again
But the bottles will spin

Exodus, ephemeral, timeless as the beacons
Mad as the streets
Beneath where we breathe
Floods coming through
I'll be thinking of you

Bringing all the dead to life
Bringing all the dead

Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, feel feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, f-f-f-feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, feel feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, f-f-f-f-f-f-feel

Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, feel feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, f-f-f-feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, feel feel
Feel the feeling, can't you feel the feeling
Feel the feeling, f-f-f-f-f-f-feel

Written by:
Cory Brown

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