The Low Field - Gather Lyrics

This place feels different
I'm not growing
You're in my peripheral vision
Kicking dust for not knowing

I'd gather it all in my hands if I could
I'd gather it all in my hands if I could
Impressions from where you stood
The markings and tales from the flood
I'd gather it all in my hands if I could

This year gave nothing
I'm not moving
You're young for a while
Then the dream solidifies

I'd gather it all in my hands if I could
I'd gather it all in my hands if I could
Impressions from where you stood
The markings and tales from the flood
I'd gather it all in my hands