Geology - On The Blue | Текст песни

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• On The Blue

with steady hands i gather wood for fire
to scatter light among the darkest night that i've known

i am a boat out on the blue
i am drifting, always drifting
i'll go on living without you
where is my compass?
where is my north star?

i made my way up to the mountain
what am i doing here?
what are you doing here?
i heard a wind that split the rocks
what am i listening for?
i felt the ground shake, saw a fire
but that was not your voice

the stars above are veiled, my hands are tied
i'm driftwood on this ancient sea and i will drown in this life

after the storm there came a silence

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