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The Early November - Fifteen Years - Call off the Bells
Fifteen Years
01. Narrow Mouth
02. Outside
03. The Mountain Range in My Living Room
04. Boxing Timelines
05. Tell Me Why
06. A Little More Time
07. Decoration
08. Call off the Bells
09. Frayed in Doubt
10. I Don't Care
11. In Currents
12. Figure It Out
13. Driving South
14. Sunday Drive
15. Ever so Sweet
Something in the way I say your name
It sends blood rushing to my face
Exiting my legs, I have colder feet
When they're nervous, my eyes won't see

That you've grown from the fairytale and need a little more
You say, "Call off all of the wedding bells
I need a little time"

Whatever I mean
Well, what's holding me?
If it's the bottom I'm rooted in
You take me by the hands and ball my feet
When they're flooded my eyes won't see

Now you've grown from the fairytale and need a little more
You say, "Call off all of the wedding bells
I need a little time"

Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time, we were meant to be
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time, we were meant to be

We were meant to be
We were meant to be
We were meant to be
Once upon a time
Once upon a time
Once upon a time, we were meant to be