Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
waywørd wønder
waywørd wønder
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Carney
Sean Carney
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sean Carney
Sean Carney
Producer

Lyrics

Through the burning bush I smell the smoke again
And your spirit speaks so clear
Seems the dead of night brings the heaven scent
On this lonely new frontier
Where the constants
Have constantly been fading
To subconscious
That feeds a flame
I'm hidin' from fear
In a game of pure survival
Guided by the years
Of familiarity that's now my bible
Do I walk this earth just to multiply
My body without meaning
I weed through answers in my search
Of what's left for wishful thinking
With a guise
That's only ever changing
For a why
That stays the same
I'm hidin' from fear
In a game of pure survival
Guided by the years
Of familiarity that's now my bible
Written by: Sean Carney
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out

Loading...