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Emily & Her Penthouse In The Sky - Bastille

Lyrics by：Mark Crew/Dan Smith/Dan Priddy

Composed by：Mark Crew/Dan Smith/Dan Priddy

Produced by：Mark Crew/Dan Smith

I burned her letters the day Emily hit the grave

'Cause I know they weren't made for us to ever see

Oh she'd been busy pouring chaos on the page

Making waves they crashed too late

Just take the time to look again you'll see

She was never lost

Weren't just hiding in that room

She had better things to do

Oh she was never lost

But now we're kicking in the door on the 92nd floor

Of her penthouse in the sky

Oh she'd been filling up her time

Making worlds up in her mind

In her penthouse in the sky

Writing a forest full of trees that made no sound

In her head it drowned out all the noise we make

Those private corridors and countries were her life

Miles away from our petty ways

Just take the time to turn the page you'll see

She was never lost

Weren't just hiding in that room

She had better things to do

Oh she was never lost

But now we're kicking in the door on the 92nd floor

Of her penthouse in the sky

Oh she'd been filling up her time

Making worlds up in her mind

In her penthouse in the sky

Oh she was never lost

She was never lost

Never lost

Oh she was never lost

She was never lost

Never lost

She was never lost

Weren't just hiding in that room

She had better things to do

Oh she was never lost

But now we're kicking in the door on the 92nd floor

Of her penthouse in the sky

Oh she'd been filling up her time

Making worlds up in her mind

In her penthouse in the sky

In her penthouse in the sky