We were travellers, so blind Went to where the world did end Ran a dozen ways till now So this is when we walked away And this sadness I suppose Gonna hold me to the ground Where I'm forced to find the still In a place you won't be 'round
Was I ever part of knowing With your hands in mine Little screams into the wonder And, oh, I'll set aright Come on, come on
And so here I go again Say I want my freedom, sure But it's like end of all the dreams Like in my life I needed more And this madness, I suppose Gonna haunt me with a lie That I could drink until I sleep Through, oh, scarier times
Was I ever part of knowing With your hands in mine Little screams into the wonder And, oh, I'll set aright Come on, come on Now was I ever going to be More than these savages in me
And still we'll sing into silence, just to silence tears Now what is left in here? It's not the staying to see this flickering life, no It's not me knowing what's deeper than dust, no It's not the reason those shadows that are gone, no It's not me knowing I'm yet to see fire
It's just all this fucking doubt Come on, come on And this sadness I suppose Gonna hold me to the ground Where I'm forced to find the still In a place you won't be 'round
Compositor: Kristian Saras Per Matsson ECAD: Obra #18093854