In Your Hands

You had some big ideas
That led you all this way
But somehow nothing feels
The way things did those days

Something wasn't right
But the train came in on time
Those noises of the night
Were the day's own design

What you hold in your head
When you hold your head in your hands
Once eroded in the sand
All that's left is to understand

Now with the snow coming
You sat me down at sea
You ran from hunters it seemed
But only your eyes bleed

You'll see one day what's been drawn behind you
Maybe you've already had that view
You wrote too small for anyone to see
And said that's how it's supposed to be



Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Williams
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