Sadness of the Sea
Take a photo of the moment
Stick it on your fridge
I don't know how to make things good
Just don't know how to make things good
Take some time to think about it
Head out into the woods
We don't know how to make things
Just don't know how to make things good
But I can see your face lit up round the fire
Lost in that old song that gets me so deep inside
Our home is here, our home is here
But our home is changing
And the cracks on the wall is showing
And the navigators don't know where we are going
There's a heat wave when it should be snwowing
We take our violins out at the closing of the day
We stand on the shore line
And we play to the sadness of the sea
Everybody stay in time with a roman wheel
We don't know how to make things
Just don't know how to make things good
Me and my spaceship darling looking back at us
I think we know how to make things
I think we know how to make things good
And I can see your face lit up round the fire
You singing that old song that gets me so deep inside
Our home is here, our only home is right here
But our home well look its changing
And the cracks on the wall is showing
Look the navigators they don't know where we are going
There's a heat wave when it should be snwowing
We take our violins out at the closing of the day
We stand on the shore line
And we play to the sadness of the sea
Stick it on your fridge
I don't know how to make things good
Just don't know how to make things good
Take some time to think about it
Head out into the woods
We don't know how to make things
Just don't know how to make things good
But I can see your face lit up round the fire
Lost in that old song that gets me so deep inside
Our home is here, our home is here
But our home is changing
And the cracks on the wall is showing
And the navigators don't know where we are going
There's a heat wave when it should be snwowing
We take our violins out at the closing of the day
We stand on the shore line
And we play to the sadness of the sea
Everybody stay in time with a roman wheel
We don't know how to make things
Just don't know how to make things good
Me and my spaceship darling looking back at us
I think we know how to make things
I think we know how to make things good
And I can see your face lit up round the fire
You singing that old song that gets me so deep inside
Our home is here, our only home is right here
But our home well look its changing
And the cracks on the wall is showing
Look the navigators they don't know where we are going
There's a heat wave when it should be snwowing
We take our violins out at the closing of the day
We stand on the shore line
And we play to the sadness of the sea
Credits
Writer(s): Martha Tilston
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