We don't know what we want
and we cant be what we were no.
Even in the presence of these commons facts
we cant hang it
cos what we are
is opposite to home.
Missing those words I was
but they don't mean same things I thought
even in the visions of you coming back now
I've had enough
of being down
it's time to live our lives.
We can look at the moon its our moon
sunset don't mean it will never come back again no.
We know its not gone
fresh off the bus with my wounds
and everything is stuck in my pack
up on my back
hitting that track again
We know we're the lucky ones
'cos we don't grow without the sun shine.
Growing up amongst the stones, through concrete I climb
miles up
ain't high enough
to see your signal fire
shining
Belief is what I weave this rope these fibres from
but they say the same rope that pulls you up
sure hangs you
this sliding knot
that's tightening up
is not the knot I like
We can look at the moon its our moon
sunset don't mean it will never come back again no
We know its not gone.
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
and everything is stuck in my pack
up on my back
hitting that track
We can look at the moon its our moon
sunset don't mean it will never come back again no
We know its not gone.
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
and everything that I've ever had
is up on my back
hitting that track.
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