I've been staring at the ceiling
Trying to figure out
How we end up here time and time again
Swallowed up in doubt
Brother, I quit dreaming
Around the time that you did
And traded hopes of leaving
For the role where I'm best suited
Do you hear me screaming
Up into the sky?
"What's the sense in grieving
If nobody really dies?"
Oh, I feel the hours slipping
While I stumble to the edge
Losing faith in everything
When I couldn't make a dent
'Cause I seem to forget
When I get all worked up
That you can find every colour
If you look close enough
There's a certain bit of stillness
That I only ever chase
Like eyes before they open
Or a storm before it breaks
Running fingers into soil
Releasing all its heat
Well, I can feel the humming
Of the earth beneath my feet
But I seem to forget
When I get all worked up
That you can find every colour
If you look close enough
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(If you're looking close enough)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(If you're looking close enough)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
(If you're looking close enough)
Ooh, ooh, ooh
