#switchfoot
Long walks
Cloudy eyes
Quiet thoughts of you in mind
The Atlantic turning like a phantom fog
With dark words beneath, and even brighter skies
To illuminate the hopeful flame
Of the flickering all, of all once kind
Know that these waters turn for you
And in hindsight turn, for me and mine
Nov 8, 2019
Nov 8, 2019 at 1:12 PM UTC
Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments
And failed attempts to fly, fly
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 4:10 PM UTC