Am I born, am I born
Of the vine or of the thorn?
Am I holding to the sky or to the storm?
Little birds may sing along
They've no symbol to get wrong
Little choirs in the twilight
Where the rest of us belong
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
You can run, you can run
You can vanish from what you've done
You can hold them broken tongues to your heart
Keep a fire burning bright
Be the tiger in the night
Hold the candle to the fight
It's bred to burn
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Is it love, is it love?
That adds the cage around the dove?
Can they fly on broken skylines from above?
I have seen most everything
Only have my eyes to blame
I have sparked the madness
Fanned it to a flame
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Amelia Curran - The Reverie Lyrics
Amelia Curran - The Reverie Lyrics
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Am I born, am I born
Of the vine or of the thorn?
Am I holding to the sky or to the storm?
Little birds may sing along
They've no symbol to get wrong
Little choirs in the twilight
Where the rest of us belong
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
You can run, you can run
You can vanish from what you've done
You can hold them broken tongues to your heart
Keep a fire burning bright
Be the tiger in the night
Hold the candle to the fight
It's bred to burn
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Is it love, is it love?
That adds the cage around the dove?
Can they fly on broken skylines from above?
I have seen most everything
Only have my eyes to blame
I have sparked the madness
Fanned it to a flame
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Of the vine or of the thorn?
Am I holding to the sky or to the storm?
Little birds may sing along
They've no symbol to get wrong
Little choirs in the twilight
Where the rest of us belong
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
You can run, you can run
You can vanish from what you've done
You can hold them broken tongues to your heart
Keep a fire burning bright
Be the tiger in the night
Hold the candle to the fight
It's bred to burn
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Is it love, is it love?
That adds the cage around the dove?
Can they fly on broken skylines from above?
I have seen most everything
Only have my eyes to blame
I have sparked the madness
Fanned it to a flame
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Oh
You got, you got it all
You thought the war was over
Now that they've overthrown ya
And sang the reverie
Of you and me
Writer: Amelia Curran
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing