I start from a standstill, filling the seat
In the shoes of a valley clothed in complete
I've closed every chapter to get what He's after
Spelling disaster, the master to greet
I picked up this engine to gain the description
Giving the tires rely and revision
Strapped and relaxed as the first of the last
Stacked maps over maps just to know where He's at
Grafted and scrapped but I've turned it back
To the dirt, to the track, to the earth, to the path
Through the hurt and the laugh and the pain that attacks
All I know is the knack and the chains that I pack
The pavement is even without any reason
The perfect of seasons depleting the freezing
Beating the heat but deceiving is creeping
Beating the roads down to gravel and keeping
Weaken through stretches of lessons
Dissecting the heart, every part is in question
Keeping these beings staring straight through schemes
Divert never heard as we speed through the trees
I'd keep all the leaves but the breeze follows me
Through every turn, every word, every street
Til' return can't determine the point it could be
Now I know where the road it could finally lead, now I see
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
In my vision I witness the lines on the pavement
Tried to erase it whenever they fake it
Placing the tread till it's played in the basement
Gave all my life just to find saving statements
Dead in the streets or alive by the beats?
Compiled through miles of trials in a seat
It's fate that we greet when this roads incomplete
Now I'm facing the fragments, stagnant in heat
This grit sits quit less, facing forgiveness
Patient in quickness, stray from the sickness
Turned from the dirt just to learn where it headed
Over the hills, quicken pace where He treaded
I find I backpedal with the stick in the metal
Gripping the shift till it sticks and it settles
Severed the levels so sits in the fifth
Now I'm sifting through stitches, I'm fully equipped
Turn to my right to the person of light
Where's He been? I pretend to myself through the night
To retain all the thoughts of how I was alone
Come to know all along I was headed to home
I've cast all my stones, and I broke all my bones now
Fixed in the wreckage, perfected and homebound
Broken the bow, but endowed in the sound
Of the words of the word, now I'm serving the crown, never down
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
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I start from a standstill, filling the seat
In the shoes of a valley clothed in complete
I've closed every chapter to get what He's after
Spelling disaster, the master to greet
I picked up this engine to gain the description
Giving the tires rely and revision
Strapped and relaxed as the first of the last
Stacked maps over maps just to know where He's at
Grafted and scrapped but I've turned it back
To the dirt, to the track, to the earth, to the path
Through the hurt and the laugh and the pain that attacks
All I know is the knack and the chains that I pack
The pavement is even without any reason
The perfect of seasons depleting the freezing
Beating the heat but deceiving is creeping
Beating the roads down to gravel and keeping
Weaken through stretches of lessons
Dissecting the heart, every part is in question
Keeping these beings staring straight through schemes
Divert never heard as we speed through the trees
I'd keep all the leaves but the breeze follows me
Through every turn, every word, every street
Til' return can't determine the point it could be
Now I know where the road it could finally lead, now I see
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
In my vision I witness the lines on the pavement
Tried to erase it whenever they fake it
Placing the tread till it's played in the basement
Gave all my life just to find saving statements
Dead in the streets or alive by the beats?
Compiled through miles of trials in a seat
It's fate that we greet when this roads incomplete
Now I'm facing the fragments, stagnant in heat
This grit sits quit less, facing forgiveness
Patient in quickness, stray from the sickness
Turned from the dirt just to learn where it headed
Over the hills, quicken pace where He treaded
I find I backpedal with the stick in the metal
Gripping the shift till it sticks and it settles
Severed the levels so sits in the fifth
Now I'm sifting through stitches, I'm fully equipped
Turn to my right to the person of light
Where's He been? I pretend to myself through the night
To retain all the thoughts of how I was alone
Come to know all along I was headed to home
I've cast all my stones, and I broke all my bones now
Fixed in the wreckage, perfected and homebound
Broken the bow, but endowed in the sound
Of the words of the word, now I'm serving the crown, never down
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
In the shoes of a valley clothed in complete
I've closed every chapter to get what He's after
Spelling disaster, the master to greet
I picked up this engine to gain the description
Giving the tires rely and revision
Strapped and relaxed as the first of the last
Stacked maps over maps just to know where He's at
Grafted and scrapped but I've turned it back
To the dirt, to the track, to the earth, to the path
Through the hurt and the laugh and the pain that attacks
All I know is the knack and the chains that I pack
The pavement is even without any reason
The perfect of seasons depleting the freezing
Beating the heat but deceiving is creeping
Beating the roads down to gravel and keeping
Weaken through stretches of lessons
Dissecting the heart, every part is in question
Keeping these beings staring straight through schemes
Divert never heard as we speed through the trees
I'd keep all the leaves but the breeze follows me
Through every turn, every word, every street
Til' return can't determine the point it could be
Now I know where the road it could finally lead, now I see
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
In my vision I witness the lines on the pavement
Tried to erase it whenever they fake it
Placing the tread till it's played in the basement
Gave all my life just to find saving statements
Dead in the streets or alive by the beats?
Compiled through miles of trials in a seat
It's fate that we greet when this roads incomplete
Now I'm facing the fragments, stagnant in heat
This grit sits quit less, facing forgiveness
Patient in quickness, stray from the sickness
Turned from the dirt just to learn where it headed
Over the hills, quicken pace where He treaded
I find I backpedal with the stick in the metal
Gripping the shift till it sticks and it settles
Severed the levels so sits in the fifth
Now I'm sifting through stitches, I'm fully equipped
Turn to my right to the person of light
Where's He been? I pretend to myself through the night
To retain all the thoughts of how I was alone
Come to know all along I was headed to home
I've cast all my stones, and I broke all my bones now
Fixed in the wreckage, perfected and homebound
Broken the bow, but endowed in the sound
Of the words of the word, now I'm serving the crown, never down
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
How long will it go? Gold in our souls, growing old
How soon will the freeze take over trees?
Writer: Jensen Graham
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid