Luke Temple - The Birds of Late December (Official Audio)

Luke Temple - "The Birds of Late December" from 'A Hand Through the Cellar Door' out November 11, 2016 on Secretly Canadian
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[@BarryAllen-f7z]

Beautiful soothing voice Luke❤

[@g.p.kodgis6357]

Luke's coming back to the quiet.

[@rivinish]

I fell in love with Luke's "yeahh" ever since "Ordinary Feeling"

[@BenSchillaci]

Hey Secretly Canadian! Pour whatever you have into supporting Luke. This record is one of the best I've ever heard and other people need to experience songwriting mastery.

[@dearbrother5429]

Best stuff I've heard in a while

[@conwaysuccess]

Wow, So beautiful!

[@Dvanlishout]

so pretty

[@ld217]

Love it!

[@darraghmcconville9032]

Ditto

[@dustincondon5557]

Still I can hear
The birds of late December
Calling their friends outside in the snow
As mother and father had their talk
Still undecided who would walk
Us on the stairs
Trying not to listen
No one aware what was really going on
Still in the snow they kept their rounds
Cars in the distance leaving town
Before the split
Our family took vacations
Our grandparents live on the farthest rock on Earth
It was like heaven to me then
I envy the gas attendant man
For he didn't known anything about me
That I had to leave on the next one flying home
Filling us up indifferently
Gave me a certain sense of peace, yeah
Then we were two islands in the distance
Shuffled between two realities
How can they ever understand
As for myself I can barely can
And on that day
We summoned Aphrodite
And then on that day
I had my had first heart break
Drawing a new line in the sand
Only the way that children can, yeah
Still I can hear
The birds of late December
Calling their friends outside in the snow
No they will never think of me
And this I rest on thankfully

[@Pinakamataas]

When I really get into songs, I like to know every single word, and here I got dragged down the path of listening to some parts over and over again, and couldn't any lyrics online, so I had to write them down on my own :) So this is my best version, if anyone can fix it, please do so, it would be much appreciated! ;)
Still I can hear the birds of late DecemberCalling their friends outside in the snowMother and father had their talkStill undecided who would walkI sat on the stairs trying not to listenNo one aware what was really going onStill in the snow they kept their roundsCars in the distance leaving town
Before the split our family took vacationTo grandparents lived on furthest rock on EarthIt was like heaven to me thenI envy the gas attending manFor he didn't know anything about meThat I had to leave on the next one flying homeFeeling the same thing differentlyGave me a certain sense of peace
Then we were two islands in the distanceShuffle between two realitiesHow can they ever understandAs for myself I barely canAnd on that day we summoned AphroditeAnd on that day had my first heartbreakDrawing a new line in the sandOnly the way that children can (yeah)
Still I can hear the bids of late DecemberCalling their friends outside in the snowNo they will never think of meAnd this I can rest on thankfully

[@freddynetwerk]

Think you've nailed it pretty much,just can't work out what he says after flying home.

[@freddynetwerk]

filling me up or something?

[@henrique6807]

great! thank you very much!