Lyrics

They're pointing my way I wake up like I've always done I drink my coffee a day on the run Pulling out money from threads that I've spun Follow in the patterns of my mothers and fathers before I run the streets that I know to well, oh Falling apart, I fell This sure looks like a different place I see no trees see no flowers no bees, no All I see is what we left behind running blind Shallow seas on the rise The time will come when the oceans rise The time will come when the children cry out: Who did this? Will I look in their eyes and say It was me point the gun my way They're pointing my way Don't know how to wake up Take my coat on and straighten my back cus It might not be my life down the line Is it true when they say there's no time? No You might think we're a lifetime apart It could just be that I'm slow in the start Time is now want to make it across Time is now see the dust we do not stand alone And the slow one will later be fast The first one will later be last Pointing my way They're pointing my way Let me try it, meet me there Help me to find the caves we've built Tell me to reach that shore Leave me to burn And I will soon be coming your way Oh, oh, savour the run Oh, oh, savour the run I'm coming your way
Writer(s): Grind Mischa Nicolaj Sigmund, Anna Tove Elisabet Moller, Jens Erik Rask, Ville Arvid Rask Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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