Patterns

First step: get your breathing right
If you count in twos then you're doing it right
I've been sitting in this driveway for quite some time

Forget why we trust in lies
Can we find some space for some piece of mind?
I've been sitting in this driveway losing time

I can't move, oh
Let it unroll
Before I grow old
I can't move, oh

He holds me in his arms
And I feel like a child
He forgets how to smile
And I feel like a child

I can't move, oh
I can't move, oh
What do I know about the world I'm in?
Let it unroll before I grow old
So I can remember all I know

Thoughtlessly we tread
I'm counting numbers instead
Laying in my bed
I'm seeing patterns blue and red

Thoughtlessly we tread
I'm counting numbers instead
Laying in my bed
I'm seeing patterns blue and red

First step: get your breathing right
If you count in twos then you're doing it right
I've been sitting in this driveway for quite some time

Forget why we trust in lies
Can we find some space for some piece of mind?
I've been sitting in this driveway losing time

I can't move, oh
I can't move, oh

Thoughtlessly we tread
I'm counting numbers instead
Laying in my bed
I'm seeing patterns blue and red

Thoughtlessly we tread
I'm counting numbers instead
Laying in my bed
I'm seeing patterns blue and red



Credits
Writer(s): Conor William Lawson, Madeleine Claire Mcewen
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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