sorry for the delay with this one...
9. Falling slowly, eyes that know me
And I can't go back
Moods that take me and erase me
And I'm painted black
You have suffered enough
And warred with yourself
It's time that you won
Take this sinking boat and point it home
We've still got time
Raise your hopeful voice you have a choice
You've made it now
from "Falling Slowly" by Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova (submitted by
sophieisgod)