David Gray — Hole in the Weather

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Crawling out through a hole in the weather
That I might go and see
We came out from it light as a feather
Not in my wildest dreams
Not in my wildest dreams

Possibility loomed like a city
Repeated every phrase
Found it in every cell of my body

The senses in me
The senses in me
The senses in me

Ride the punches, a slave to the rhythm
Brace for the full impact
Someone else starin’ back from the mirror

Checks that it’s still intact
Checks that it’s still intact
Checks that it’s still intact
It’s always been there

I forgot to notice it, is all
Forgot to notice
How much I love this place
I really love this place

How much I love this place
Yeah, I really love this place
Dear God, I love this place
I forgot to notice it, is all

I really love this place
I forgot to notice it, is all
How much I love this place
I forgot to notice it, is all
I really love this place

Forgot to notice
Such a cynic, and loathe to admit it
to your shell
See the hawk in the teeth of the gale

Mark out his eye-hole still
See how he’s had his
higher still