Finest Sense by Elsie MacDonald

I've turned over a new leaf
And found a new beginning
With the slaters wriggling
In the dirt and concrete beneath

And I'm sorry if it's been a while
Since I wrote a song
For you to sing along
Or just to make you smile

Like a phoenix rising
From the ashes of your fags
I'm searching bright horizons
And learning how to act
With kindness
In the finest sense

And as I walk among the summer trees
I wonder what was happening
In winter and spring
To all of the autumn leaves

But like a phoenix rising
From the ashes of your fags
I'm searching bright horizons
And learning how to act
With kindess
In the finest sense

And as the birds are singing
Bitter sweet melodies
I'm trying to remember me
And my reasons for living

Like a phoenix rising
From the ashes of your fags
I'm searching bright horizons
And learning how to act
With kindness
In the finest sense

Like a phoenix rising

• Acoustic
• Folk
• Indie
• indie folk
• Edinburgh