The Woods* Duncan Laurence
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[Verse 1]
I'll tangle up my roots with yours
I'll chain my bicycle to yours
Side by side, rich or poor
Till God comes knocking on our door
[Hook 1]
I'll be a raft that's holding strong
Until you tell me to move on
I'll fall as gravel at your shores
Till God comes knocking on
Till God comes knocking on
Till God comes knocking on our door
[Verse 2]
You're the tears when I am laughing
The drops that keep the drought from lasting
And I'll be coming back for more
Just as the bottle stops the poor
[Hook 2]
And like the grapes upon the vine
Our bittersweetness grows with time
The sour taste of wanting more
Just as the bottle stops
Just as the bottle stops
Just as the bottle stops the poor
I'll tangle up my roots with yours
I'll chain my bicycle to yours
Side by side, rich or poor
Till God comes knocking on our door
[Hook 1]
I'll be a raft that's holding strong
Until you tell me to move on
I'll fall as gravel at your shores
Till God comes knocking on
Till God comes knocking on
Till God comes knocking on our door
[Verse 2]
You're the tears when I am laughing
The drops that keep the drought from lasting
And I'll be coming back for more
Just as the bottle stops the poor
[Hook 2]
And like the grapes upon the vine
Our bittersweetness grows with time
The sour taste of wanting more
Just as the bottle stops
Just as the bottle stops
Just as the bottle stops the poor
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