I'm going to war, he said,
I'll leave my mother. I'll leave my bed.
The silence, it comes for me,
The voices staring, they're in my dreams.
He left at dawn that day,
He rode the sun down, along the bay.
But when the guns let loose,
Raining down across the field, when he knew.
This thing, my frozen mind,
Broken steps in time,
Marching down the line,
I'm falling out, I'm fine.
Left, right, left, right.
Under this fallen sky.
Left, right, left, right,
This thing, my frozen mind.
Empty eyes and shadows lost,
Heart forgotten, in the frost,
Hollow echo of what was,
Memories left, but not enough.
This thing, my frozen mind,
Broken steps in time,
Marching down the line,
I'm falling out, I'm fine.
Left, right, left, right.
Under this fallen sky.
Left, right, left, right,
This thing, my frozen mind.
On, and on, and on, and on...
I salute to shield my eyes,
Nothing's left, nothing's mine. x4
This thing, my frozen mind,
Broken steps in time,
Marching down the line,
I'm falling out, I'm fine.
Left, right, left, right.
Under this fallen sky.
Left, right, left, right,
This thing, my frozen mind.
When we got home that night,
The door was open, hopes ignite,
And as I looked down, he said to me,
Now you know this isn't,
This isn't where I'm supposed to be.
Now you know this isn't,
This isn't where we're supposed to be.
credits
from Wait for Heavy EP,
released March 4, 2016
Zoe Hinman - Vocals
Noah Barreto - Guitar, Mandolin, Vocals
Szabi Kiss - Organ, Music box, Backing Vocals,
Cam Cianciolo - Bass
Max Fertik - Drums
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