Ring
Standing on this holy ground
Of fallen leaves and crooked limbs
Looking back I see you now
Climbing high no mind the risk
The subtle lines beside your lips
Like souvenirs of years of laughter
And dangling cross across your wrist
Got you through more than you asked for
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Feels like I can't come home
The more I'm gone the more things change
The man I am ain't what they know no more
And under all these coats of paint
I know there's lines, I know there's cracks
I know there's times we couldn't see
The leaks and damage in the rafters over years gone past
But still feels safe up in those trees
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Burn on
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Of fallen leaves and crooked limbs
Looking back I see you now
Climbing high no mind the risk
The subtle lines beside your lips
Like souvenirs of years of laughter
And dangling cross across your wrist
Got you through more than you asked for
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Feels like I can't come home
The more I'm gone the more things change
The man I am ain't what they know no more
And under all these coats of paint
I know there's lines, I know there's cracks
I know there's times we couldn't see
The leaks and damage in the rafters over years gone past
But still feels safe up in those trees
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Burn on
They say it's a ring that wraps around
With no end and no beginning
Like the well-spring underground
The way you sleep, believe through doubt
It's the way we stay here living
As our names fade from this town
It's the way you keep on giving me your fire
To burn on
Credits
Writer(s): Paul Johnson
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