What Happens Now?
Draw me something, draw a line
Connecting what we did to what happens now
I don't understand how we changed
Not sure I'll ever know
It's all circles, colliding spheres
I closed off, chaos appears
Once we were all smiles and plans,
And dressing up to go
Playing outside playing cars
Now it's all been tamed I yell don't stop
Don't leave me here
Don't stop
Won't get caught again
You can't go
There's no sense anymore
A tap of tears and a veil of guilt taunt me now
Growing growing growing gone
Years pick up speed again
Throw me pointers, no more jibes
There's this ancient knot inside my chest
It works its way into my throat
Will not let these stories out
Refusal works it always wins
Too much thought, too few grins
Once we were all smiles and plans
And dressing up to go
Playing outside playing cars
Now it's all been tamed I yell don't stop
Don't leave me here
Don't stop
Won't get caught again
You can't go
There's no sense anymore
Free you say, free to roam
But down below Father, Mother, always guiding
Pointing out a world I refuse to know
Don't stop
Don't stop, say it's all OK
You say, where's the ache of freedom?
Where's the devil's whispers?
Where's the ache of freedom?
Where's the devil's whispers?
This is the sweetest pain, the sweetest pain
Run and run and run and run
Jump up as far as you can
shake your head and breathe
(Where's the ache of freedom?)
(Where's the pain?)
(Where's the ache of freedom?)
(Where's the pain?)
(Where's the devil's whispers?)
Connecting what we did to what happens now
I don't understand how we changed
Not sure I'll ever know
It's all circles, colliding spheres
I closed off, chaos appears
Once we were all smiles and plans,
And dressing up to go
Playing outside playing cars
Now it's all been tamed I yell don't stop
Don't leave me here
Don't stop
Won't get caught again
You can't go
There's no sense anymore
A tap of tears and a veil of guilt taunt me now
Growing growing growing gone
Years pick up speed again
Throw me pointers, no more jibes
There's this ancient knot inside my chest
It works its way into my throat
Will not let these stories out
Refusal works it always wins
Too much thought, too few grins
Once we were all smiles and plans
And dressing up to go
Playing outside playing cars
Now it's all been tamed I yell don't stop
Don't leave me here
Don't stop
Won't get caught again
You can't go
There's no sense anymore
Free you say, free to roam
But down below Father, Mother, always guiding
Pointing out a world I refuse to know
Don't stop
Don't stop, say it's all OK
You say, where's the ache of freedom?
Where's the devil's whispers?
Where's the ache of freedom?
Where's the devil's whispers?
This is the sweetest pain, the sweetest pain
Run and run and run and run
Jump up as far as you can
shake your head and breathe
(Where's the ache of freedom?)
(Where's the pain?)
(Where's the ache of freedom?)
(Where's the pain?)
(Where's the devil's whispers?)
Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Anthony Fitzgerald, Daniel William Goodwin, Julian David Swales
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