New Beginnings

oh...
oh...

We walk fields, and feel
the ground beneath our feet
No need for shoes
no need for words,
or these materials
We keep counting down the days, weeks
months and years
Either way
the earth will spin through all the thick and thin

Listen... my children
This panic has set a trend
a mold that must be void

Here we are
living how we were meant to be
Together buliding moutains
busy pushing seas aside oh...
oh.

We placed the pieces tp fit
who we know we are
The compass points
they all follow
but we see through it all
Their minds are hazed
sleep will prevail
and when they wake their dreams will tell
Of how the lows left such a taste
in the most venomous way

Listen... my children
This panic has set a trend
a mold that must be void

Here we are
living how we were meant to be
Together buliding moutains
busy pushing seas aside Aside...

Here we are
living how we were meant to be
Together buliding moutains
busy pushing seas aside