Louder
When I was younger I imagined myself
On my own land, rod in hand
And when the winter came, shiver
Deliver my wealth back to the land
I wasn't afraid of men: of ghosts or bone
Just wanted the peace of being on my own
So I wrote out a plan and I lived the remainder
Thought that time was the present's saviour
But the more I dreamed and the more I live it's
Hard not to remember, harder to forgive
There's a still a place for me in the valley low
Some days I'm moments from making it my own
But when the sun comes up and I'm not singing alleluia
It's not a question of when, it's not a matter of time
I still believe in things that never happened for a reason
Who else is asking for my blood, who can bear this in mind
Louder
When that brightness comes and I'm not singing alleluia
Please just keep in mind I'm still open to grace
A day for love without the pain and the pain soaks up its meaning
No need for looking over shoulders, no fear of wasting the day
When the moment comes that I surrender all I wanted
If I fight the good fight, if I start the running the race
I thought I'd give everything up, then I could live for all that mattered
But please, don't ask me bout what matters, I'm in no place to say
Louder
On my own land, rod in hand
And when the winter came, shiver
Deliver my wealth back to the land
I wasn't afraid of men: of ghosts or bone
Just wanted the peace of being on my own
So I wrote out a plan and I lived the remainder
Thought that time was the present's saviour
But the more I dreamed and the more I live it's
Hard not to remember, harder to forgive
There's a still a place for me in the valley low
Some days I'm moments from making it my own
But when the sun comes up and I'm not singing alleluia
It's not a question of when, it's not a matter of time
I still believe in things that never happened for a reason
Who else is asking for my blood, who can bear this in mind
Louder
When that brightness comes and I'm not singing alleluia
Please just keep in mind I'm still open to grace
A day for love without the pain and the pain soaks up its meaning
No need for looking over shoulders, no fear of wasting the day
When the moment comes that I surrender all I wanted
If I fight the good fight, if I start the running the race
I thought I'd give everything up, then I could live for all that mattered
But please, don't ask me bout what matters, I'm in no place to say
Louder
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Writer(s): Stuart Wilson-smith
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