Clare Szembek : Vocals/Keyboards/Percussion
Mario Athanasiou : Lead Guitar
Alex Yeoman : Bass Guitar
Reuben "Reu" Humphries : Drums/Piano
This Is Hazelville (2006)
Shamed lovers as we recover,
Too late for a place in your heart.
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens the door from the start
'Cause we're brothers with one another,
Never be alone or apart,
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens a door from the start
I'm not leaving, no no, I'm not leaving.
Waiting for the dawn to rise and then at least we all can depart,
Strange feeling, we're past believing, a look we've got down to an art.
As hopes shatter, it won't matter, and new ones in every design,
Losing our balance, we're feeling the silence, your doubts always mirroring mine
And as the pain falls out of your heart
It feels like the greatest thing that you've got,
And maybe it's halfway back to home,
But is it a remedy too slow to get you?
To get you home?
To get you - to get you home?
Shamed lovers as we recover,
Too late for a place in your heart.
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens the door from the start
'Cause we're brothers with one another,
Never be alone or apart,
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens a door from the start
And as the pain falls out of your heart
It feels like the greatest thing that you've got,
And maybe it's halfway back to home,
But is it a remedy too slow to get you?
To get you home?
To get you - to get you home?
To get you home.
To get you home.
To get you home.
To get you
To get you home.
Too late for a place in your heart.
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens the door from the start
'Cause we're brothers with one another,
Never be alone or apart,
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens a door from the start
I'm not leaving, no no, I'm not leaving.
Waiting for the dawn to rise and then at least we all can depart,
Strange feeling, we're past believing, a look we've got down to an art.
As hopes shatter, it won't matter, and new ones in every design,
Losing our balance, we're feeling the silence, your doubts always mirroring mine
And as the pain falls out of your heart
It feels like the greatest thing that you've got,
And maybe it's halfway back to home,
But is it a remedy too slow to get you?
To get you home?
To get you - to get you home?
Shamed lovers as we recover,
Too late for a place in your heart.
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens the door from the start
'Cause we're brothers with one another,
Never be alone or apart,
Old winters hold the sins in you, opens a door from the start
And as the pain falls out of your heart
It feels like the greatest thing that you've got,
And maybe it's halfway back to home,
But is it a remedy too slow to get you?
To get you home?
To get you - to get you home?
To get you home.
To get you home.
To get you home.
To get you
To get you home.
