Fallen trees, they surround me where I subside.
Laying peacefully, I seek comfort in the stars.
My Father told me, decisions made cannot be changed, So live your life, son, the world has no place for regret.
But I can't shake the feeling I've been wondering around abandoned streets. A wasteland left behind
By those who know what's best.
Something left me broken many months ago, It cured my fear of the sea and it's unknown depth.
As they pass me, faces never seem to change.
No expression, but to them I may look the same.
A reckless culture, the sublime power of the mind.
A friendly gesture, priceless gifts worth our time.
But I can't shake the feeling I've been wondering around abandoned streets. A wasteland left behind by those who know what's best. Something left me broken many months ago, It cured my fear of the sea and it's unknown depth.
When you find me, tell them I've found a place to rest. And when I come back, I'll be nothing but the best.
credits
from Flowers EP,
released March 29, 2016
Vocals/guitars - Marcus Coyne
Producer/percussion - Nick Harding
Vocals/violin - Emma Towers-Evans
Bass - Craig Sullivan
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