They told us to give up We can, we must rely on patience to carry us away from the storm Holding close what brought us together Sifting mortar lines, yearning for a pulse I saw something change in you when your head hit the window pane Our throats tore open, I put my feet back on the pavement Our blood too hot to idle as the waves they weakened your knees Your spirit waned and you said so clearly to me: "I'm lost, my friend, in the echo of an old embrace I'm not sure of anything, too content to run down every street Rattling gates in the hopes that someday I'll rearrange the misery" We can, we must, rely on patience to carry us out of the storm Striving for change, kicking up the dirt Coast to coast with six years to learn: I'll stay right here in this roadside ditch And when the sun paints my face I'll press the pen to the page 'Cause these roads are far too blank and I'm unwilling to die with my bones so straight
It was no choice to leave Lift yourself from this defeat Our hearts were built to roamTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
