Chasing Kites
It’s a thin thin line and I walk both sides of it
See the other side, appear so tempting, worth dying for it
And your dreams, waking out of one
Absorbing your every thought
Worth risking it all for working its wonders and now for you
Under the ocean, outcast with nowhere to go (where to go, where to go?)
A brighter forecast where new winds will blow (we let go, we like to go)
A storm is drawing near, come meet me when it’s cleared
Waste my youth chasing kites, I know it’ll blow out of my hand
Put your heads in the sand, there is nothing there to seek
No discovery of mine will be safe in these seas
You feel a bitter taste on your tongue
Swallow your every wrong
Let yourselves be in your arms
In it are worries now for you
Under the ocean, outcast with nowhere to go (where to go, where to go?)
A brighter forecast where new winds will blow (we let go, we like to go)
A storm is drawing near, come meet me when it’s cleared
Waste my youth chasing kites, I know it’ll blow out of my hand
Overlooking our past, letting it go
A brighter forecast, new winds will blow
A storm is drawing near, come meet me when it’s cleared
Waste my youth chasing kites, I know we’ll blow
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