[Belief]
The sulferous wind in your hair
The blistering sun on your back
The blankets and torn paper under your feet
The pushing of walls into windows
And fighting off all those insects
The simple urge to burn it up and start it again
The agendas and the snap jawed traps
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of- undone!
We recorded, and shuffled and stung
We left our language back there on the ice
But it wasn't judgement or fate or misfortune
That had us crawling in single file
It was just a name that I'm too weak to mention
That carried us that last hard mile
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of
Signals and telegrams,
All of them aching for your ownership
And codified messages,
Damaged in transit and never re-routed
All of these, and other excuses for not giving in
Is it too far?
Are there just too many roads of listless fear
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[Belief]
The sulferous wind in your hair
The blistering sun on your back
The blankets and torn paper under your feet
The pushing of walls into windows
And fighting off all those insects
The simple urge to burn it up and start it again
The agendas and the snap jawed traps
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of- undone!
We recorded, and shuffled and stung
We left our language back there on the ice
But it wasn't judgement or fate or misfortune
That had us crawling in single file
It was just a name that I'm too weak to mention
That carried us that last hard mile
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of
Signals and telegrams,
All of them aching for your ownership
And codified messages,
Damaged in transit and never re-routed
All of these, and other excuses for not giving in
Is it too far?
Are there just too many roads of listless fear
[Please return switch to off]
The sulferous wind in your hair
The blistering sun on your back
The blankets and torn paper under your feet
The pushing of walls into windows
And fighting off all those insects
The simple urge to burn it up and start it again
The agendas and the snap jawed traps
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of- undone!
We recorded, and shuffled and stung
We left our language back there on the ice
But it wasn't judgement or fate or misfortune
That had us crawling in single file
It was just a name that I'm too weak to mention
That carried us that last hard mile
A sonnet to sing out to ashes
The only way back to the plane
Whole highways under the ocean
And acres, and acres of
Signals and telegrams,
All of them aching for your ownership
And codified messages,
Damaged in transit and never re-routed
All of these, and other excuses for not giving in
Is it too far?
Are there just too many roads of listless fear
[Please return switch to off]
Writer: Ryan Wilson, Rohner Segnitz, Kevin Lenhart, Seb Bailey
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Performed By: Division Day
Language: English
Written by: Ryan Wilson, Rohner Segnitz, Kevin Lenhart, Seb Bailey