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Echo drenched inside reverb rain
Your festive summer you just couldn't blame
We became free into darkness then
Until the night silence distance froze
[Chorus:]
Our old house stands never empty
Our old house filled with strangers' pity
Well, I'd say I put it down to this warm spell
And I must admit I don't know you very well
Hear him laughing, his memory walks the garden
I say it's alright, I still believe in you
We pretend nothing ever changes
Shivering, we don't stay too long
[Chorus 2:]
In the back seat, awake and dizzy
Journey's over, it left me sleepy
Well, I'd say I put it down to this warm spell
And I must admit I don't know you very well
One hot night, solid air like blankets
My father's piano dreams of his son
His fingers tingle, anticipation
Down the hall we shudder back tonight
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Warm Spell was written by Marty Willson-Piper & Peter Koppes & Steve Kilbey.
Warm Spell was produced by The Church & Greg Ladanyi & Waddy Wachtel.