"Varkhala" as written by Karl Stephen Smith, Peter Ronald Cohen and Adam Johnson....
Come listen to the voices gathering round my bed
I need your local wine to mend it
I wanna make things shine
I always wondered why I came
'Cause I found no-one
No-one to ease the pain

I came here to envy you
Come to make things right now
I came here to service you but your wine was good
I wanna make things shine

I always wondered why you came
'Cause you found no-one
No-one to ease the pain

So bend, bend and kneel
Better than to be me in your holding wheel
Sink, sink into, sink into the sand
Don't let them take away your voice

Better than sun coming round
Better than the moon in my town
You've been high
You've been laying low
I've been yours to know

'Cause I needed a light
Should I be punished now
I need your local wine to mend it
I wanna make things shine
I always wondered why I came
'Cause you found no-one
No-one to ease the pain

So bend, bend and kneel
Better than to be me in your holding wheel
Sink, sink into,sink into the sand
Don't let them take away your voice
Better than sun coming round

Better than the moon in my town
You've been high
You've been laying low
I've been yours to know


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"Varkhala" as written by Karl Stephen Smith Adam Johnson

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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