[ti:scattered]
[ar:The Kinks]
[al:Phobia]
[by:biangzi]
[00:00.00]Scattered
[00:00.64]Artist: The Kinks
[00:01.20]Album: Phobia
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[00:01.80]This song is dedicated to the memory of
[00:02.50]Annie Florence Davies and Carol Bryans.
[00:02.67]
[00:03.35]Like a seed that is sewn
[00:05.97]All the children are scattered
[00:09.96]By a breeze that is blown
[00:13.66]Now the crops are all scattered
[00:17.40]We are torn, we are shattered
[00:21.91]Now some of us are barmy and battered
[00:25.11]And the fields where we gathered
[00:29.25]Are overgrown in weeds and in tatters
[00:32.31]Through it all we were scattered
[00:36.93]
[00:37.28]To the fields we are scattered
[00:39.97]From the day we are born
[00:43.26]To grow wild and sleep rough
[00:47.07]Till from the earth we are torn
[00:50.81]And a soul that is free
[00:55.72]Can live on eternally
[00:57.80]And the spirit can live on
[01:01.83]Though it's scattered in the world beyond
[01:04.88]And I've been out of my mind
[01:07.60]Ever since she's been gone
[01:09.75]
[01:10.26]I look around that empty room
[01:17.31]No sight nor sound
[01:21.16]She's left so soon
[01:24.90]She's out of view
[01:28.50]But the I find
[01:32.02]Those scattered clues she left behind
[01:39.14]A photograph with a smiling face
[01:42.61]A cigarette stubbed out on the fireplace
[01:46.37]A coffee cup with her lipstick stains
[01:49.70]I guess I'll never see her again
[01:52.98]
[01:53.54]Now my life is all scattered
[01:56.01]Ever since she's been gone
[01:59.60]I feel older, I feel fatter
[02:04.25]I feel the blues coming on
[02:07.44]We get bruised
[02:09.29]We get battered
[02:11.67]But we'll pick up the pieces that scattered
[02:14.78]And with emotional glue
[02:16.59]We're gonna stick together, body and mind
[02:19.36]
[02:19.84]Ever since she went away
[02:22.57]I've been alone to contemplate
[02:26.25]Time and space and why world's move
[02:29.61]While s