Locust
You kept the linen clean but you couldn't keep the dirt off me
Pourin' seconds from a broken clock, leavin' hours piled up on the floor
I might feel the sun, but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold, but everything they touch feels heat
Everybody knows that while I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind, now there's nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind
Steal the bell right off the ship so they're never gonna hear it ring
The passengers will be asleep while the pipes are ripped from under the sink
I'm never gonna be the one who's ever being lost in the sea
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to wash the dirt from me
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind, both asking where we've been
And what's been left behind
I might feel the sun, but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold but everything they teach feels heat
You kept the linen clean but you couldn't keep the dirt off me
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to keep me clean
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind, there is nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind, both asking where we've been
And what's been left behind
Pourin' seconds from a broken clock, leavin' hours piled up on the floor
I might feel the sun, but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold, but everything they touch feels heat
Everybody knows that while I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind, now there's nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind
Steal the bell right off the ship so they're never gonna hear it ring
The passengers will be asleep while the pipes are ripped from under the sink
I'm never gonna be the one who's ever being lost in the sea
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to wash the dirt from me
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind, both asking where we've been
And what's been left behind
I might feel the sun, but the sun certainly won't feel me
My hands are icy cold but everything they teach feels heat
You kept the linen clean but you couldn't keep the dirt off me
I'd rather eat the soap that was meant to keep me clean
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The concrete starts to shake
I'm a locust in the wind, there is nothing where I've been
Just a feeling left behind
Everybody knows while I'm passing by
The forest comes awake
Now I'm talking to the wind, both asking where we've been
And what's been left behind
Credits
Writer(s): Jared Swilley, Cole Alexander, Jeffrey Allen Clarke, Oakley Munson
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