Marit Larsen Fences(墙围)
作词：Marit Larsen
作曲：Marit Larsen In the heat of the battle
He who hesitates is lost
Every word is here on my tongue but
Won't come out at any cost Oh they're aching, yarning These fences we invent with what we say
These fences are growing taller every day
These delicate fences
On my mind, and in my way Waiting for the dust to settle
I'm waiting for another go
Is it time, I realise now
Forgiving me is not what you want Oh they're tossing, turning These fences we invent with what we say
These fences are growing taller every day
These delicate fences
On my mind, and in my way In the heat of the battle
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