The Only Ones
David Gray"The Only Ones" is a song by David Gray, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:14 long and contains 43 lines and 204 words.
Lyrics
0:25Through the doorway in my head
0:31Voice of morning called
0:33I followed where it lead
0:37Swore the oath and so was wed
0:43To the only ones
0:49I traded in my disbelief
0:55Stood with multitudes
0:57And broke the bread of grief
1:01Rode the thermals swam the reef
1:08With the only ones
1:14Scarecrows pulling at their stuffing
1:17Seeing something where there's nothing
1:20Court arise
1:26Try to throw it it ain't sticking
1:29Nerves are frying up like chicken
1:32Put the wool back over our eyes
1:42Great cathedral bell it rang
1:48Draped a jewelled cloth
1:50Upon the bloodied fang
1:54Shut my eyelids tight and sang
2:00For the only ones
2:05The only ones
2:31Scarecrows pulling at their stuffing
2:34Seeing something where there's nothing
2:37Court arise
2:43Try to throw it it ain't sticking
2:46Nerves are frying up like chicken
2:49Put the wool back over our eyes
3:02Mighty headlands coloured rose
3:08Fellow creatures breaking cover to disclose
3:14Time's blood is poetry
3:17Never prose
3:20So say the only ones
3:26At the edge of what is not
3:32Turn the camera round and take a final shot
3:38Of home sweet home yeah this
3:41Pale blue dot
3:45The only ones
3:50The only ones
3:56The only ones
4:02The only ones
4:08The only ones
4:14The only ones
Through the doorway in my head Voice of morning called I followed where it lead Swore the oath and so was wed To the only ones I traded in my disbelief Stood with multitudes And broke the bread of grief Rode the thermals swam the reef With the only ones Scarecrows pulling at their stuffing Seeing something where there's nothing Court arise Try to throw it it ain't sticking Nerves are frying up like chicken Put the wool back over our eyes Great cathedral bell it rang Draped a jewelled cloth Upon the bloodied fang Shut my eyelids tight and sang For the only ones The only ones Scarecrows pulling at their stuffing Seeing something where there's nothing Court arise Try to throw it it ain't sticking Nerves are frying up like chicken Put the wool back over our eyes Mighty headlands coloured rose Fellow creatures breaking cover to disclose Time's blood is poetry Never prose So say the only ones At the edge of what is not Turn the camera round and take a final shot Of home sweet home yeah this Pale blue dot The only ones The only ones The only ones The only ones The only ones The only ones
Translation
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