Sjamboksa
Can I just fight for the winning side
And feel that I'm building a
Home and a life to behold
Till it's robbed from my sight?
Distill our days as we're moving on
With warm waves of grain
And we'll drink to the fire and the flame
Like it's sweeter than wine
You see those lights out on 85?
The blue blooded blazing all that
Hails the decline of the days
That we travelled in style
But you're no stranger to loneliness
And braving the weight while
I'm dragging my ass through the water
Like a terrible child
All the light is neverending
Much like you and I
And though our pulses never change
You know, I think that we should try
Just know my thoughts are with you tonight
Your still beating shadow cozied
Up to the dog
With the light on for when I get home
And now I've learned what it is to love
And I'm a paragon of virtue now
But bullshit aside
I'm not living our life on the phone
So lift your hands to the orange sky
Throwing up the bird sign
And I'll drive like an asshole
Direct for the old 85
Though our time is never changing
We'll change it on the fly
And though your lungs will fight to take you
It doesn't mean we shouldn't try
In the thick of my heart
By the skin of my teeth
Until I'm forgotten
And covered in weeds
And my whithering soul is in the sea
I will hold on to you
Hold on to me
I will hold on to you
Hold on to me.
And feel that I'm building a
Home and a life to behold
Till it's robbed from my sight?
Distill our days as we're moving on
With warm waves of grain
And we'll drink to the fire and the flame
Like it's sweeter than wine
You see those lights out on 85?
The blue blooded blazing all that
Hails the decline of the days
That we travelled in style
But you're no stranger to loneliness
And braving the weight while
I'm dragging my ass through the water
Like a terrible child
All the light is neverending
Much like you and I
And though our pulses never change
You know, I think that we should try
Just know my thoughts are with you tonight
Your still beating shadow cozied
Up to the dog
With the light on for when I get home
And now I've learned what it is to love
And I'm a paragon of virtue now
But bullshit aside
I'm not living our life on the phone
So lift your hands to the orange sky
Throwing up the bird sign
And I'll drive like an asshole
Direct for the old 85
Though our time is never changing
We'll change it on the fly
And though your lungs will fight to take you
It doesn't mean we shouldn't try
In the thick of my heart
By the skin of my teeth
Until I'm forgotten
And covered in weeds
And my whithering soul is in the sea
I will hold on to you
Hold on to me
I will hold on to you
Hold on to me.
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Writer(s): David Le'aupepe
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