1. |
Wings
00:46
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I had a dream last night
I had wings like an angel
And they carried me
Over trees and seas and stone
I was light like a leaf
I was swift like a river
And I flew so far
To a world I've never known
But when I woke up
My heart was broken
Cause I was sitting in a city
That will never let me go
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2. |
Long Way Back
03:20
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Pack up your bags and run run away
Everything's gone there no reason to stay
All that is left is worth being left behind
If there is one thing that I know for sure
We've caught Cabin fever and I know the cure
And everyone who won't come with us can just stay inside
As hard as it is
It's good to know we'll be missed
A line in the sand of a dry riverbed
The bridge is too far let's cross this instead
The Sun's the the sky so let's not let it go to waste
The map will be drawn from where we leave out mark
There's always the light for a shot in the dark
The sun won't be back until it's too late
The farther we go
It's harder to ignore
That it's a long way back
Run run away wear out your shoes
Hit the road hard to leave a bruise
Let's do some things that we never will regret
Live for the now grab life by the hair
I won't turn around because I'm well aware
That the best thing to happen to us hasn't happened yet
A voice in your head
Reminds you every step
That it's a long way back
It's a long way back
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3. |
Boys Grown Tall
03:37
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The games that we played
The dice that we threw
Were blown away like the candle's flame
And the wish did not come true
Tripping up stairs
Tying my shoes
I spent so long just getting ready
But now what do I do?
Make damn sure your hands are free
No one'll catch us when we fall
Everything's almost in our reach
But all we are are boys grown tall
Reach for the blindfold
In front of your eyes
Spin around three time, take it off
Just don't look so surprised
The deal's been changed
Did you even sign?
Did the world suddenly turn to shit
Or did you just get wise?
Make damn sure your hands are free
No one'll catch us when we fall
Everything's almost in our reach
But all we are are boys grown tall
Grab your sandals, life's a beach
Dive in head first from the rocks
The water's cold but you won't freeze
There's no need to towel off
Make damn sure your hands are free
No one'll catch us when we fall
Everything is almost in our reach
But all we are are boys grown tall
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4. |
Captain's Matches
05:32
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The ship that brought me here has landed
I met the captain on the docks
His looking glass was rose coloured
And he held a tinder box
This very vessel carried athen's Kings
A myth with shrouds of history
It saw the labyrinth and wondrous things
How did this ship carry me?
You held the matches
But you could not do it
Choose between the darkness
And the lighter fluid
You took the ferry
When you should have flown
You don't have to stay here
But you can't go home
There are deckhands to repair it
Clearly it's been burned before
Every year replaces one more bit
There's not even one original board
You held the matches
But you could not do it
Choose between the darkness
And the lighter fluid
You took the ferry
When you should have flown
You don't have to stay here
But you can't go home
The darkness fell and it was cold and cruel
The captain handed me his box
He said to use the ship as fuel
Enlightenment is worth the cost
You held the matches
But you could not do it
Choose between the darkness
And the lighter fluid
You took the ferry
When you should have flown
You don't have to stay here
But you can't go home
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5. |
Blisters
00:45
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Today my day was long
Both in time and distance
But where I am now
The air is easier to breathe
With rocks in my palms
And the ocean before me
I lance my blisters
So I know it's not a dream
My heart is filled to burst
And it shines like a lighthouse
Because I'm sitting in a city
That I never want to leave
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