Walk on Water
"I'll forget" isn't part of all the pretty fantasies of my lexical,
but I guess the daily life kept me busy
for a little while, a little bit too long
Don't ever dare to tell me we could walk on water when
the soul's heavy and grey, just like any of the stones
Can't you feel me gently roll down on the bed of the river?
Lost under the bridges
Only going with the flow
Tell me what should I fear if living is enough?
Who will bring me back to reason when this world seems lost?
Oh What should I hope for?
Words... Ghosts of what have been
(can't you read on my hands)
Faith... Smothered under the skin
Lies of love... Flirting with the shame
Or Flesh and bones going down the drain?
"I'll Forget" isn't part of all the pretty fantasies of my lexical,
but I guess this weary mind kept me busy
for a little while, a little bit too long
Don't ever dare to tell me I could walk on water
when my soul's heavy and grey just like any of the stones
Can't you see me gently roll down on the bed of the river?
Lost under the bridges
Only going with the flow
Tell me what should I fear if living is enough?
Who will bring me back to reason
When this world seems lost
Oh What should I hope for?
but I guess the daily life kept me busy
for a little while, a little bit too long
Don't ever dare to tell me we could walk on water when
the soul's heavy and grey, just like any of the stones
Can't you feel me gently roll down on the bed of the river?
Lost under the bridges
Only going with the flow
Tell me what should I fear if living is enough?
Who will bring me back to reason when this world seems lost?
Oh What should I hope for?
Words... Ghosts of what have been
(can't you read on my hands)
Faith... Smothered under the skin
Lies of love... Flirting with the shame
Or Flesh and bones going down the drain?
"I'll Forget" isn't part of all the pretty fantasies of my lexical,
but I guess this weary mind kept me busy
for a little while, a little bit too long
Don't ever dare to tell me I could walk on water
when my soul's heavy and grey just like any of the stones
Can't you see me gently roll down on the bed of the river?
Lost under the bridges
Only going with the flow
Tell me what should I fear if living is enough?
Who will bring me back to reason
When this world seems lost
Oh What should I hope for?
Credits
Writer(s): Nathan Barlowe, Chord Overstreet, Cary Ryan Barlowe, Will Weatherly
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