Salt
Let me walk under weight like waves
And find the fool in the courage craved
I'll run into the house as it's burning
I can make it to the morning
So I'll find the revolution in a breath
Square one always felt like the start of something beautiful
I have been here before
I can stand in my body like I own it
So bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
Light my sins in the lens of fault
Let my edges blur as I stand like salt
This dead head vessel blind to the curtain
Let the siren sing certain
If I could be rid of this, I would in a breath
My words are a whisper
But at least I can call them mine
Call out the warning
More than a mantra
I can make it to the morning
So bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
I know every word, all this cold talk of redemption
But the night can't hold a candle to shadows that I can't overcome
It was always there, growing louder yet
Give me sight in the silence, and god help me, give me sleep
I know every word, all this cold talk of redemption
But the night can't hold a candle to shadows that I can't overcome
It was always there, growing louder yet
Give me sight in the silence, and god help me, give me sleep
This softness I'm waiting weightless for
With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones in the end
Was it gentle?
'Cause I need her to know
And tomorrow hangs like a promise
I can't keep it alone
But I'll meet you there
This softness I'm waiting weightless for
With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones
Stand, and bring me my tomorrow
Bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
More
More than the sum of scars
More than the rope's end
More
More than a call to arms
More than the harm
You're more
More than the damage done
More than the hopeless
More
More than the dawn
More than the end
More than a mantra
You
And find the fool in the courage craved
I'll run into the house as it's burning
I can make it to the morning
So I'll find the revolution in a breath
Square one always felt like the start of something beautiful
I have been here before
I can stand in my body like I own it
So bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
Light my sins in the lens of fault
Let my edges blur as I stand like salt
This dead head vessel blind to the curtain
Let the siren sing certain
If I could be rid of this, I would in a breath
My words are a whisper
But at least I can call them mine
Call out the warning
More than a mantra
I can make it to the morning
So bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
I know every word, all this cold talk of redemption
But the night can't hold a candle to shadows that I can't overcome
It was always there, growing louder yet
Give me sight in the silence, and god help me, give me sleep
I know every word, all this cold talk of redemption
But the night can't hold a candle to shadows that I can't overcome
It was always there, growing louder yet
Give me sight in the silence, and god help me, give me sleep
This softness I'm waiting weightless for
With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones in the end
Was it gentle?
'Cause I need her to know
And tomorrow hangs like a promise
I can't keep it alone
But I'll meet you there
This softness I'm waiting weightless for
With only one thing more to ask these fragile bones
Stand, and bring me my tomorrow
Bring me my tomorrow
I swear by my sorrow, her hopeful hands to bear me
Bring me my tomorrow
More
More than the sum of scars
More than the rope's end
More
More than a call to arms
More than the harm
You're more
More than the damage done
More than the hopeless
More
More than the dawn
More than the end
More than a mantra
You
Credits
Writer(s): James Grey, Samuel Vallen, Adrian Goleby
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