I cannot shake to doubt, that these rivers will dry,
They were stolen by the drought, or devoured by the fire.
You are the voice in the wandering, that I buried beneath,
You are the stitch in the fabric, where I found blood in the seams.
The lines are clear and we can always dream,
In the distance we disconnect in neon stars and LEDs.
They are the quiet lights where we can always dream.
But you’re waking paralysed, where it’s too dark to see,
And you finally realised, you were not so different.
In the voice you overheard, you saw another world,
You saw with other eyes, you were not so different.
And though you’re just a stone, you are the solitary kind,
They will sell you like gold, the will carve you to shine.
The lines are clear and we can always dream,
In the distance we disconnect in neon stars and LEDs.
They are the quiet lights where we can always dream.
No we don’t know who you are, no we don’t know,
No we don’t know who you are.
But you’re waking paralysed, where it’s too dark to see,
And you finally realised, you were not so different.
In the voice you overheard, you saw another world,
You saw with other eyes, you were not so different.
credits
from Here's To Hoping,
track released November 13, 2015
Will Turner
Robert Burns
Josh Peters
George Turner
Mixed and Produced by James Hill at Steel City Studios, Sheffield
Mastered by Pete Maher
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