Working Girl

I'm holding my breath like a symphony

Biting my tongue till I can't breathe

It's the season

Packing my dresses up at night

When all the greats we love have died

Give me a reason

And when everyone with you, love, knew how

Pushes like the wind and says, go

Get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go

Get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go

The full moon rises up, I know

The souls of kings and princes go

It's the season

I read it in the news today

The whole world cried for everything

We believed in

When everyone that you love knew how

Pushes like the wind and says, go

Get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go

Get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go

You're running up that hill

Your limbs are all but still

The heron bird hears every word

And he carries you home too

The olive trees

And oranges received

You're flying high like the raven cries

And she's searching just like me

You get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go

Get going, go, get going, go

Get going, go, oh, and go