Eager enough to reel at 5 am But I’ve got no calmness that my grandfather had Broken spirit in those ol’ boots Let the ache now take you there soon
I’ve been trying, but I’ve been told That I’ve been nothing, noting good evermore In this sky, in this scope, in this town Where I’ve been held down for too long
There’s no need to count the costs Through this water there’s unseen blue light Frozen ground and goose bumps Wash your cheek we can still make it out
I’ve been trying but I’ve been told That I’ve achieved nothing, noting good evermore In this sky, in this scope, in this town Where I’ve been held down for too long
Eager enough to reel at 5 am But I’ve got no calmness that my grandfather had