1. |
||||
Has the bird got your tongue
We’ve been doing it all wrong
Has the bird got your tongue
It feels like we’ve been sleeping
Bleary eyed awake
I can’t believe we were dreaming
When underneath we were wide awake
It’s coming
It’s coming
It’s coming
Descended like a thin mist
Altering our gaze
A doubt that softly lingers
There’s nothing to hold onto
There’s no one inside
Just a place upon your island
You daren’t go back inside
Gotta open up your island
The birds are at your door
Stop holding onto reasons
We’ve been this way before
Gotta open up your island
The birds are at your door
Stop holding onto reasons
We’ve been this way before
It’s coming
It’s coming
It’s coming
|
||||
2. |
||||
Are you living in your own skin?
Have you felt your palms on the floor?
Are you living in your own skin?
Have you imagined your backyard?
There’s a garden of touch
Inside these bones.
But you build a wall
To keep them out
There’s a warmth within
But you’re pushing it out
Won’t you call it friend
And sit a while
If you lose sight of the ground
Know there’s another way
And if those memories fade
Know there’s another day
If those memories fade
If those memories fade
|
||||
3. |
Easier
03:10
|
|||
The air that we’re holding
The colours and patterns have run
And the wind that’s enclosing
I’ll meet you there
I’ll meet you there
It’s the weight of the ocean
It’s the touch of your hand on my chest
I want to be open
But I’m finding which way is the best
I’m finding which way is the best
For me
For you
For me
For you
And the weight of it all seems so hard to bear
Will it get easier?
Will it get easier?
And the weight of it all seems so hard to bear
Will it get easier?
Will it get easier?
And the weight of it all seems so hard to bear
Will it get easier?
It’ll get easier
And the weight of it all seems so hard to bear
It’ll get easier
It’ll get easier
And the weight of it all seems so hard to bear
It’ll get easier
It’ll get easier
|
||||
4. |
The Weight of Your Heel
05:23
|
|||
If the weight of your heels
Feels heavy and slow
And the air feels tight around your chest
When the warmth of your touch
Toughens with time
And you feel the space between your lives
And slowly
Open your eyes
It’s not all a waste.
If the weight of your heels
Feels heavy and slow
And the air feels tight around your chest
If you loosen your grip
And soften your gaze
And you feel the lives within your life
And slowly
Open your eyes
It’s not all a waste
And slowly
Untie your arms for a new embrace
If the weight of your heels
Feels heavy and slow
And the air feels tight around your chest
If you think of the field
And loneliness comes close
And you hear the voices at your back
Come back home, come back
Come back home, come back
Come back home, come back
Come back home, come back
Come back home, come back
Come back home, come back
Won’t you pull on the string
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Tell ‘em you’re alive
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Won’t you pull on the string
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Tell ‘em you’re alive
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Won’t you pull on the string
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Tell ‘em you’re alive
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Won’t you pull on the string
Tell ‘em that you’re there
Tell ‘em you’re alive
Tell ‘em that you’re there
|
Streaming and Download help
Rick Leigh recommends:
If you like Rick Leigh, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp