These Waters
I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors yeah
The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes
Oh, and through it all
I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart
Yeah through it all
I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown
I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down
See these waters they'll pull you up
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut
Oh, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh, and out the door
The touch of morning, the burning of the frost
Out the door
My strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost
And what we found
Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells
What we found
Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart
Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you
My my, a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you
Oh my, a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start, no
Oh, see these waters they'll pull you up
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling
These spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh, yeah
The brightest sunrise ever to have touched my eyes
Oh, and through it all
I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart
Yeah through it all
I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown
I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down
See these waters they'll pull you up
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut
Oh, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Yeah my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh, and out the door
The touch of morning, the burning of the frost
Out the door
My strong hands to hold
Good friends that I never lost
And what we found
Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells
What we found
Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart
Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you
My my, a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you
Oh my, a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start, no
Oh, see these waters they'll pull you up
Oh now if you're bolder than the darkness
My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut you darling
These spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness
Oh, yeah
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Writer(s): Benjamin John Howard
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