Here
Grab a broken branch
With a sunburnt hand
In a washed up land
Soon
We should rest a while
We're like a tired child
It's been a lot of miles
I might fall down
And my back is bad
And you might fall down
On a sleeping back
So you should hold my hand
While everything blows away
And we'll run
To a brand new sun
We will run
To a brand new sun
Damn
How did it get so bad?
With all the dreams we had
Now you seem so sad
So you should hold my hand
While everything blows away
And we'll run
To a brand new sun
We will run
To a brand new sun
We will run
To a brand new sun
