The Sound

Falling down off the tight rope
You should've seen her face, red and void, peaceful boy
Managed to make some noise, leave again
Face the wind, fold the blankets and stay
Whisper sister, don't move the peace from within
You forget
But that's okay
That's okay

Just make the sound

We all forget what it's like when we die
All one mind, souls alike, forever light
Skepticals, hate the sound
They haven't found their own ground, they all go round and round
No one told the king to begin
Big old grin, lies and gin, drink it in
But that's okay
That's okay

Just make the sound



Credits
Writer(s): Kieran Beattie
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