Hiraeth
the whole world lives inside my house
but I haven't seen anyone in a while
shut my eyes as I walk across the street
to show that
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
we have all tried building houses before
watched them crumble in the scores
broken the hammers and worn out the saws
we only own what we buy, but when you're old and alone that's nothing at all
we only reap what we sow, but when you're dust, so is your crop
were all hiding in half a bottle
full when the struggle started
empty, when the battles over.
mine's now empty but I feel far from battle-worn
just torn
bursting at the seams
never have I seen this light of day
as we take away from our dreams and change
I'm planning the next great escape
one where I can look myself in the face
the house we built is without a single crooked nail
what you should have done is not just a missed oppurtunity
but a disease that lingers
linger to long and it becomes an infected thorn
to many thorns amounts to a
life
spent
counting
them
all
I'm planning the next great escape
we have all tried building houses before
watched them crumble in the scores
broken the hammers and worn out the saws
we only own what we buy, when you're old and alone thats nothing at all
we only reap what we sow, when you're dust, so is your crop
but I haven't seen anyone in a while
shut my eyes as I walk across the street
to show that
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
I have faith in me
we have all tried building houses before
watched them crumble in the scores
broken the hammers and worn out the saws
we only own what we buy, but when you're old and alone that's nothing at all
we only reap what we sow, but when you're dust, so is your crop
were all hiding in half a bottle
full when the struggle started
empty, when the battles over.
mine's now empty but I feel far from battle-worn
just torn
bursting at the seams
never have I seen this light of day
as we take away from our dreams and change
I'm planning the next great escape
one where I can look myself in the face
the house we built is without a single crooked nail
what you should have done is not just a missed oppurtunity
but a disease that lingers
linger to long and it becomes an infected thorn
to many thorns amounts to a
life
spent
counting
them
all
I'm planning the next great escape
we have all tried building houses before
watched them crumble in the scores
broken the hammers and worn out the saws
we only own what we buy, when you're old and alone thats nothing at all
we only reap what we sow, when you're dust, so is your crop
Credits
Writer(s): Find Julshamn, Robin Madsen, Daniel Lorentsen, Ulrik Linstad, Andre Soerensen
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