Jonathan L. Seagull

Even though we've been through same
Doesn't always mean we feel the same (no-oh)
Doesn't always mean we heal the same (ooh)
You're not me and that's okay (that's okay)

Seasons come (come), seasons cry (cry)
Seasons grow and seasons die (oh-oh)
How high can a bird ever fly-ever fly?

Couldn't stomach those blues you articulate
I've been (I've been)
Acting like your actions are from outer space
But I understand that I've been out of place
Driving late night back home through the London rain to you

I puzzle into your embrace
Now take me further away
I puzzle into your embrace
Now take me further away

Making life decisions based on what's been laid
We've both dealt with loss and grief in separate ways
(Listen to your heartbeat-beat)
On the same track running at a different pace
Will I catch up, or will you just race away someday?

I puzzle into your embrace
Now take me further away
I puzzle into your embrace
Now take me further away

Even though we've been through same
Doesn't always mean we feel the same (no-oh)
Doesn't always mean we heal the same
You're not me and that's okay (that's okay)

Seasons come, seasons cry (cry)
Seasons grow and seasons die (oh-oh)
How high can a bird ever fly-ever fly?



Credits
Writer(s): Sampha Sisay, Laura Margaret Groves, Morgan Simpson, Ben Reed, Mansur Brown
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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