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The Scene Aesthetic - Walk Away (The Days Ahead: Acoustic Sessions)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Scene Aesthetic
The Scene Aesthetic
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Kimberlin
Eric Kimberlin
Songwriter
Andres de Torres-Gaos
Andres de Torres-Gaos
Songwriter

Lyrics

We've been waiting on a sure sign, Counting down the hours. Life is passing by one day at a time. If we could look away, see the light on the other side. It takes feeling so small to stop and realize, With a little bit of patience, a little bit of time, We're the makers of our days and we'll decide. If we could walk away We'd be living up north on the shores each Sunday, Find our place, we'd be there. If we could leave this state, Build a cabin way up high on the tallest mountains, Find some peace make due on our own when we've finally found home. You've been feeling like an anchor so alone. At the bottom of the ocean, everybody's long since sailed back home. I've been waiting for a chance to come your way, Lead us somewhere safe with the path that I have made. There's no distance that I wouldn't cross to make you feel a little less alone. There's nothing that I wouldn't do to prove to you that I can make you whole. If we could walk away, we'd be living up north on the shores each Sunday. Find our place, we'd be there. If we could leave this state, Build a cabin way up high on the tallest mountains. Find some peace make due on our own, when we've finally found home. We could live forever building castles out of sand. Holding onto something that may never last. I'd rather live forever knowing that at least we took this chance. So let the tide roll in and take away these plans. If we could walk away, we'd be living up north on the shores each Sunday. Find our place, we'd be there. If we could leave this state, Build a cabin way up high on the tallest mountains. Find some peace make due on our own, when we've finally found home. If we could walk away, we'd be living up north on the shores each Sunday. Find our place, we'd be there. If we could leave this state, Build a cabin way up high on the tallest mountains. Find some peace make due on our own, when we've finally found home.
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