I splatter paint on empty pages
Of sheet music I own
I learn the notes and try to play them
Like music made for ghosts
There's a freedom in the random
That starts to feel like home
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I know the way but haven't made it
These sirens call me home
The city's veins ring out with voices
So I can't make out my own
I burn my brain with picture postcards
Close my ears and pray for hope
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Hands Of January - Giving Up Lyrics
Hands Of January - Giving Up Lyrics
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I splatter paint on empty pages
Of sheet music I own
I learn the notes and try to play them
Like music made for ghosts
There's a freedom in the random
That starts to feel like home
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I know the way but haven't made it
These sirens call me home
The city's veins ring out with voices
So I can't make out my own
I burn my brain with picture postcards
Close my ears and pray for hope
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Of sheet music I own
I learn the notes and try to play them
Like music made for ghosts
There's a freedom in the random
That starts to feel like home
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I know the way but haven't made it
These sirens call me home
The city's veins ring out with voices
So I can't make out my own
I burn my brain with picture postcards
Close my ears and pray for hope
I think I'm giving up on you
There's only so much I can offer
I promised I would see this through
I lost a friend but spared a life
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
I'm moving on without you
I'm moving on
I'm moving on
Writer: Jacob Krismer, Zack Redman
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Hands Of January
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Jacob Krismer, Zack Redman