We Are the Patterns In the Trees
So let's get carried away
Right through the hole in the screen
We got our lives and all our comforts
And our playlist's waiting ready to go
The sound will will cut through our sleep
We might be small and surely dying
But tonight we'll feel the sand on our toes
And just like anything's been
When we are leaning out
You know it the everything is reaching on in
We'll feel the pieces unfold
And it will rub into our fingers
And it will brush against the edge our soul
Our city breathes connectedly
Connecting you to me
Entangled while we weave, so carelessly
Like the bodies under sheets
If I only know one thing that's meant to be
A basket in a stream
It's when you smile at me acceptingly
And you set this city free
Cause when you're losing lots of nothing
You can end up lost and foolishly free
And the sound of all the sirens
Let's us know it's time to shoot for the breeze
And there's a story about a fated child
I never really learned how it goes
And the place over the mountains
Measures up how far you're willing to go
Close your eyes with me and dream with me
And then tell me what you see
Are there any ways through the waves in the scenery
Is there a coral in the sea
Do the little play with the shells over shorelines
Do they look like you and me
Is there a place for me
A disentropy
It's everything to me
Gotta find it
We got our lives and all our comforts
And our playlist's waiting ready to go
We might be slowly and surely dying
But tonight we'll feel the sand on our toes
When we are reaching on out
You know it the everything is reaching on in
You'll feel the pieces unfold
And it will rub into your fingers
And it will rub against the edge of your soul
Right through the hole in the screen
We got our lives and all our comforts
And our playlist's waiting ready to go
The sound will will cut through our sleep
We might be small and surely dying
But tonight we'll feel the sand on our toes
And just like anything's been
When we are leaning out
You know it the everything is reaching on in
We'll feel the pieces unfold
And it will rub into our fingers
And it will brush against the edge our soul
Our city breathes connectedly
Connecting you to me
Entangled while we weave, so carelessly
Like the bodies under sheets
If I only know one thing that's meant to be
A basket in a stream
It's when you smile at me acceptingly
And you set this city free
Cause when you're losing lots of nothing
You can end up lost and foolishly free
And the sound of all the sirens
Let's us know it's time to shoot for the breeze
And there's a story about a fated child
I never really learned how it goes
And the place over the mountains
Measures up how far you're willing to go
Close your eyes with me and dream with me
And then tell me what you see
Are there any ways through the waves in the scenery
Is there a coral in the sea
Do the little play with the shells over shorelines
Do they look like you and me
Is there a place for me
A disentropy
It's everything to me
Gotta find it
We got our lives and all our comforts
And our playlist's waiting ready to go
We might be slowly and surely dying
But tonight we'll feel the sand on our toes
When we are reaching on out
You know it the everything is reaching on in
You'll feel the pieces unfold
And it will rub into your fingers
And it will rub against the edge of your soul
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Sibley
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Other Album Tracks
- A Smell of Petroleum Prevails Throughout
- On the Road To This Place
- Storm Boy
- Before You Eyes
- The Time I've Wasted
- Una Casa Resistente En El Viento
- Picture On My Phone
- Toward the Centre
- We Are the Patterns In the Trees
- The Closing On Down
All Album Tracks: A smell of petroleum prevails throughout >
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