Strewn

Ache; the peaks and the troughs we struggle through
For heaven's sake, I'm always trying to balance midnight and noon
Oh, and I am strewn

This is all that matters to me
Just as I get back to you, I feel the rain
Dried blood on my nose
I suppose that I've been thinking again

Blare; the light that creeps across from the corner of my stare
Too sluggish to turn my heavy head t'wards the moors
They could be the script that I may follow
They could be the peace against this war

This is all that matters to me
Just as I'm on track with you, we lose the flame
Dried blood on my nose
I suppose that life's been jinxing again

Swan song, swan song, swan song
(This is not my) swan song
(Calling me home) swan song
(Rest my weary bones) swan song

This is all that matters to me
Just as I part ways with you, I let go of the strain
Dried blood on my nose
I suppose that we'd been sinking again
I suppose that life's been jinxing again
I suppose that I've been thinking again

There's a galaxy in us
All these little parts are stardust



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Vidler
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