Back on Track
We don't know what we want
'cos we can't be what we were no
Even in the presence of these common facts
We can't hang it up
'cos what we are
Is opposite to home
Missing those words I was
But they don't mean same things I thought
Even in the visions of you coming back now
I've had enough
Of being down
It's time to live our lives
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything is stuck in my pack
Up on my back
Hitting that track again
We know we're the lucky ones
'cos we don't grow without the sun shine
Growing up amongst the stones
Through concrete I climb
Miles up
Ain't high enough
To see your signal fire
Shine
Belief is what I weave this rope, these fibres from
But they say the same rope that pulls you up
Sure hangs you
This sliding knot
That's tightening up
Is not the knot I like
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything is stuck in my pack
Up on my back
Hitting that track again
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything that I've ever had
Is up on my back
Hitting that track again
'cos we can't be what we were no
Even in the presence of these common facts
We can't hang it up
'cos what we are
Is opposite to home
Missing those words I was
But they don't mean same things I thought
Even in the visions of you coming back now
I've had enough
Of being down
It's time to live our lives
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything is stuck in my pack
Up on my back
Hitting that track again
We know we're the lucky ones
'cos we don't grow without the sun shine
Growing up amongst the stones
Through concrete I climb
Miles up
Ain't high enough
To see your signal fire
Shine
Belief is what I weave this rope, these fibres from
But they say the same rope that pulls you up
Sure hangs you
This sliding knot
That's tightening up
Is not the knot I like
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything is stuck in my pack
Up on my back
Hitting that track again
We can look at the moon it's our moon
Sunset don't mean it will never come back again, no
We know it's not gone
Fresh off the bus with my wounds
Everything that I've ever had
Is up on my back
Hitting that track again
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Auldsmith
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