Light don't stick to you Like they used to do Think you've lost your shine
Wishing days away Busy chasing trains Leaving us behind
Let's get a ticket for those tracks Don't say a word and don't look back Let's get out of here Let's get out of here We can get lost between the rails We've never been afraid to fail
If you dig up your roots Then I'll dig up my roots And we can take them with us Wherever we go And all that we are Is in the beat of hearts And I know we're ready To dive into the unknown, 'cause I'm caught in the middle I'd rather break out on my own 'cause I'm caught in the middle
Sights set to the sky Sick of standing by Getting itchy feet
Need some new places Meet some new faces No one left to please
We're carrying our roots In everything we do You know there's nothing left here for us We've got everything we need It takes a leap to plant the seed You know there's nothing left here for us
Compositores: Charles John Westropp (Charlie Westropp), Nicholas William Atkinson (Nicholas Atkinson), Orla Joan Gartland (Orla Gartland) ECAD: Obra #11854276