Down from Sword by Angharad Drake

To tell the truth, it never meant that much to me
so it's hard to say i'm sorry when i'm not
and I never heard, never heard you leaving
I only looked to see the door was shut

well I cross my heart and hope to die I never ever told a lie

My long brown hair, I cut it all off
when I realised my luck was all gone
my empty bed, is getting so cold
cos I don't have no love to keep it warm

well I cross my heart and hope to die I only ever told one lie

So I will go where the wind don't blow
so there's nothing to carry me home
and you will stay where the breeze will sway
our cradle until you fall down

Oh tell the truth, I never meant that much to you
it must be hard to say you love me when you don't
I bet you knew, knew that I was leaving
I bet you checked to see the door was shut

Well I cross my heart and hope to die all I ever told were lies

So I will go where the wind don't blow
so there's nothing to carry me home
and you will stay where the breeze will sway
your cradle until you fall down

You always said, it's you and me
but the lover and the liar makes three

well I cross my heart and hope to die I never meant to tell you lies

So I will go where the wind don't blow
so there's nothing to carry me home
and you will stay where the breeze will sway
your cradle until you fall down

• Folk
• acoustic
• female vocals
• folk
• guitar
• indie folk
• melody
• original
• singer
• singer-songwriter
• Brisbane