Iwan Rheon - Feel It Coming lyrics

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Open mind, more empty Monday to weekend.

Oh tell me your secrets again.

You sail in silence and speak paper and pen

Well sadness or violence, depends.

Heaven knows, heaven knows...

Said the man who cannot love.

And now there's something, now there are no illusions

Don't float out like childhood balloons.

These heavy answers, and the fear of treason.

When this is the last chance salloon.

Heaven knows, heaven knows

Said the man who cannot love.

Then you feel it coming.

Feel it grow.

And it tastes like home.

Then you feel it coming.

Feel it grow.

And it tastes like home.

Then you feel it coming.

Feel it grow.

And it tastes like home.

Like home...

Thanks to Smooth Krugah for correcting these lyrics