Sisters
I tied your shoes while you sat and watched the rain
Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face
Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest
She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left
She watched us grow through windowpanes
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
You held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
We never knew what it meant to be whole and free
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
We knew what we lost if we strayed from paths only they could see
But sink or swim is all they'd say
Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in
I felt your breath along the way
I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you'd hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark
Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all
It's empty hands or empty plates
Hands folded across your lap, and the dull look of peace across your face
Mom down the hall, Bible pressed to her chest
She swore the Devil hides in everything, and her room was the only safe haven left
She watched us grow through windowpanes
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
You held my hand while the wind whistled nocturnes in the dark
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
We never knew what it meant to be whole and free
Something in the middle, something in the middle
Something in the middle, something's in the way
We knew what we lost if we strayed from paths only they could see
But sink or swim is all they'd say
Your hand rode the wind out the window of the train
We slept in our seats with our knees curled beneath our dirty chins
Dad gripped the bags like they might fly away
And the scenery beyond the glass was liquid, we sat and soaked it in
I felt your breath along the way
I'd hold your hand when the sky fell apart
And you'd hold my hand if you felt me slipping back into the dark
Can't tell from the ground if the sky will fall
Can't tell from the sky if there's anybody down there at all
It's empty hands or empty plates
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Paul Cooper
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Altri album
- B-Sides and Rarities (2002 - 2011)
- A Light in the Woods - Book One: Hidden Hollow - Single
- One Last Dream - Single
- Dreamless Sleep - Single
- Hidden Hollow, Vol. One - Singles - EP
- The River with No Name - Single
- More Clay Than Stone (Still On Our Way) - Single
- Sunlight - Single
- The Missing Road - Single
- Radical Face on Audiotree Live
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.