Bread Hotel - Wholegrain Loaf Medium Sliced

Orbiting Earth / Brushstrokes

Above the surface
The clouds look like brushstrokes
All around me
It's dark as a sick joke

I'm on my own
I'm on my own

I look down below me
And I see a whole world
Blank as a canvas
Full as an artwork
It's frayed at the edges
Torn at the seams, unfinished

And we're on our own
We're on our own

Today, the clouds paint an ocean of grey
And tomorrow, they'll all paint a picture of grace
Oh today, the clouds paint an ocean of grey
But tomorrow, they'll all paint a picture of grace

Oh today, the clouds paint an ocean of grey
But tomorrow, they'll all paint a picture of grace
(And we're on our own)
Oh today, the clouds paint an ocean of grey
But tomorrow, they'll all paint a picture of your face
(And we're on our own)

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Writer(s): Beesley Huskisson
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