歌：OVERGROUND ACOUSTIC UNDERGROUND
作詞：MARTIN JOHNSON
作曲：OVERGROUND ACOUSTIC UNDERGROUND
発売：2023-01-29 23:48:03
A hundred mountains from the road,
Smile along a stretch of sky,
With a lullaby in my head,
Breathing calmly walked I.
Catch a tale of foretold dreams,
Serenity right by my side,
But I am not quite what I seem,
A toppled glass of broken pride.
A product of that childish pantry play,
I'll see the light of day.
Whether you were with me or you turned around and missed me,
I was riding at the stern.
Asked an honest question try to answer through the tension,
With so much left to learn.
All you wanted from me was a shoulder when you're weak,
All I wanted from you was your time.
Just a little of your precious time.
Two eyes burning through the mist,
Fear makes me lose my stride,
The answer crushes like a fist,
Why show what I can hide?
Two lovers lost at sea,
Rise and fall with every wave,
Try to find what's meant to be,
With nothing left to crave.
Then open up the door to change the scene,
And be what we can be.
Whether you were with me or you turned around and missed me,
I was riding at the stern.
Asked an honest question try to answer through the tension,
With so much left to learn.
All you wanted from me was a shoulder when you're weak,
All I wanted from you was your time.
Just a little of your precious time.
A state of open mindedness,
To cauterize a wound that cuts too deep,
A sling to hold my soul up endlessly
To keep my head above so I can breathe
Keep me from crying in my sleep.
Whether you were with me or you turned around and missed me,
I was riding at the stern.
Asked an honest question try to answer through the tension,
With so much left to learn.
All you wanted from me was a shoulder when you're weak,
All I wanted from you was your time.
Just a little of your precious time.
Just a little of your precious time.