A' ghealach

Looks like we're waiting for the leaves to fall
Time after time
Looks like we're waiting for the end of the world before you'll let me fly
Looks like we're waiting for the stars to align
And you're hypnotised
Looks like you're always going to be so blind
Can't you see my fire?

What kinda spell do you think I'm under?
What kinda haze do you think I see?
All of your tales will be torn asunder
When I jump from this tower so I can be free
What kinda spell do you think I'm under?
What kinda spell do you think I'm under?

Looks like we're waiting for the ground to unfreeze
Welcome back the Spring
Looks like we're waiting for the sky to bleed before you'll let me in
Can't you see I'm just looking for my worth?
Don't you think it's time?
To let me rise, go on and let me shine
Let me have what's mine

What kinda spell do you think I'm under?
What kinda haze do you think I see?
All of your tales will be torn asunder
When I jump from this tower so I can be free
What kinda spell do you think I'm under?
What kinda spell do you think I'm under?

I'm not looking for lies, I'm just looking for my appreciation 
And belief given light
I'm not looking for yours, I'm just looking for mine
But still you'll burn if you stand there in my fire

What Kinda Spell

Speak out loud
I wanna hear the sound of broken records play
Your quiet thoughts betrayed
And here I have found the way
The wind, the sea, the earth
And all you call around
Je t'aime encore
But my heart will not be yours
Je t'aime encore
But my heart will not be yours
Don't listen what I say
There's got to be another way
If you know me like that, you gotta know me like this
Don't listen what I say
There's got to be another way
I've just gone a bit mad
That's how I know it won't stick
I already know you're not a broken dream
You're just a fragile thing
Of that I am sure
But I will leave you out and let the rain
Announce the storm before the sun
Je t'aime encore
But my heart will not be yours
Je t'aime encore
But my heart will not be yours
Don't listen what I say
There's got to be another way
If you know me like that, you gotta know me like this
Don't listen what I say
There's got to be another way
I've just gone a bit mad
That's how I know it won't stick

Je t'aime encore

Hey, I see you've got that Celtic tongue
And you know I am never gonna be the one 
To lay down and die with the washer at the ford
Don't you think by now I'd be broken if I could be?

And now I see you're just a coward in a cloak
You were casting out your spells with every word you spoke
But I see you now and I've got magic of my own boy
You came to crash but I've got my own heart to hold

You wake up my ...

Fighting spirit and you're never gonna know and you're never gonna see and you're never gonna be
Anything but a murmur in the past and a crack in the road and a daisy in the grass 
So now I'm letting you go and I'm climbing up trees 'cause I'm setting me free
Go and find the path you know, better hope it lasts and better get there fast

You wake up my ...

You Wake Up

Brown eyes, why can't you stay with me?
Brown eyes, why do you fail to see?
That every web that we spun was the start of a run

Was gonna love you like there's no one else
Was gonna love you like the evening sky loves the moon
Was gonna love you 'til I made myself so hopelessly devoted to you
Brown eyes

You were telling me that this was meant to be
'Til I hardly knew how to keep my walls from crumbling down
'Til all - all I wanted was you
And I don't know if it was lies
And I don't know if this is goodbye

Was gonna love you like there's no one else
Was gonna love you like the evening sky loves the moon
Was gonna love you 'til I made myself so hopelessly devoted to you
Brown eyes

But I'll fade away like the rain on a sunny day
And babe you're to blame 'cause you're scared of the other ways
You are just a spark in the dark

Was gonna love you like there's no one else
Was gonna love you like the evening sky loves the moon
Was gonna love you 'til I made myself so hopelessly devoted to you
Brown eyes

Brown Eyes

Here we are wasting scars
Here we are breaking hearts
All my love letters
Love letters

Love Letters

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Simple bitches, ratchet bitches
Trying to get me to the floor 
Got you begging, got you crying
Like it's all you need and more
You just want one night in heaven
Like I don't believe in God
If you're gonna bring it sugar
Better bring it something good

Don't stop, don't turn around
He is out of his mind
Don't stop giving out your beating heart
It has a rhyme
And it will find a place to lie

He's a flyer, so much higher
Punching out and dressed to kill
If you're gonna fuck with divas
Be prepared to flip the bill 
He's just hanging out your bullshit
There it is out on the line
Yeah I know you want it quick
But hooker I don't have the time

Don't stop, don't turn around
He is out of his mind
Don't stop giving out your beating heart
It has a rhyme
And it will find a place to lie

Yeah he's talking some truth
Yeah he's talking some shit
He's attracting those flies all around him
Yeah he's coming on strong
But baby he won't last long
He'll never know the ways I'll never find him
Yeah he's part of the puzzle
He is part of the hustle 
He is part of the game
And only he is to blame
For the ships he is sinking
How he kills without blinking
How he is coming along
He must be insane

Don't stop, don't turn around
He is out of his mind
Don't stop giving out your beating heart
It has a rhyme
And it will find a place to lie

Don't Stop

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Stray Angels

All We Have

He Came to the Sea

Wrong Way Day is the brainchild of 25 year old Liam Robb, currently based in Oxfordshire, UK, who spent most of his teenage years listening to music of all kinds and knew that, one day, he wanted to make his own. A fan of classical influences in music, and artists such as Tori Amos and Fiona Apple, he began writing songs at the age of 16 and by 20 began to write seriously, teaching himself to play piano.

A solo project, Wrong Way Day combines simple piano arrangements with Robb’s fiesty and emotional lyrics, and sarcastic tongue to produce fresh and insightful pop music, ranging from bitter ballads to upbeat protests.