droning chords and distant bells humming over empty shells holding on tight onto a dead sky nomadic moves across a lawn step by step into the dawn holding on tight onto a dead sky
turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say always, always turn a deaf ear pushing you further away always always, always, always
droning chords and distant bells to what's been over since the fall holding tight to what's been felt holding on tight onto a dead sky
turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say always, always turn a deaf ear pushing you further away always always, always, always