Again (Revisited)
Did you know that I love you
We can't be tangled up forever in these strings
How small we are
Ghosts of what we see
Just living underground
How small we are
Ghosts of what we see
Just living underground
If all the trees fell down
Could we still breathe
Everybody's trying to end up somewhere
Everybody's trying to be free
Some days your feet get stuck in the mud
I dot the cross upon my chest
I wish I was a baby running in my Mamas clothes
Throwing stones at that old house again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again
How much does it cost
To find out what you've lost
Was everything you thought was yours to keep
If we had no clock
We'd travel by the sun
Morning to the east
And evening to the west
Morning to the east
And evening to the west
If all the trees fell down
Could we still breathe
Everybody's trying to end up somewhere
Everybody's trying to be free
Some days your feet get stuck in the mud
I dot the cross upon my chest
I wish I was a baby running in my Mamas clothes
Throwing stones at that old house again
And again and again and again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
We can't be tangled up forever in these strings
How small we are
Ghosts of what we see
Just living underground
How small we are
Ghosts of what we see
Just living underground
If all the trees fell down
Could we still breathe
Everybody's trying to end up somewhere
Everybody's trying to be free
Some days your feet get stuck in the mud
I dot the cross upon my chest
I wish I was a baby running in my Mamas clothes
Throwing stones at that old house again
And again and again and again
And again and again and again
And again and again
And again and again
And again
How much does it cost
To find out what you've lost
Was everything you thought was yours to keep
If we had no clock
We'd travel by the sun
Morning to the east
And evening to the west
Morning to the east
And evening to the west
If all the trees fell down
Could we still breathe
Everybody's trying to end up somewhere
Everybody's trying to be free
Some days your feet get stuck in the mud
I dot the cross upon my chest
I wish I was a baby running in my Mamas clothes
Throwing stones at that old house again
And again and again and again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
And again
Credits
Writer(s): Meggi Barraza
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