Song | At the End pt. 1 |
Artist | Wylder |
Album | Rain and Laura |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:25.969] | Oh and when the storms come |
[00:29.057] | Flooding through the hall |
[00:32.294] | Rising to the landing |
[00:34.720] | Tearing pictures from the walls |
[00:38.796] | Currents pull us underneath |
[00:41.619] | That bright tide ripped us out |
[00:45.357] | Into a tangled coral reef |
[00:48.435] | Where we can never drown |
[00:51.945] | Now that we're at the end |
[00:58.504] | I try to tell myself |
[01:01.185] | It’s always been |
[01:11.277] | You...You... |
[01:47.169] | Should I continue on |
[01:49.091] | And let you make this place your own |
[01:53.389] | Or should we float off with the waves |
[01:56.360] | Until we're taken home |
[01:59.860] | The salty taste, the surf, the words |
[02:02.650] | Are still caught on my tongue |
[02:06.291] | In the wake of everything it's fair |
[02:10.259] | We came undone |
[02:13.961] | ’Cause if we say go long into the tide |
[02:20.109] | Shadows cast out long and crooked lines |
[02:26.636] | Even if you might not follow through |
[02:34.173] | As the sun is swallowed up from view |
[02:40.425] | The last face that I'd see belongs to you |
[02:50.157] | You... |
[00:25.969] | Oh and when the storms come |
[00:29.057] | Flooding through the hall |
[00:32.294] | Rising to the landing |
[00:34.720] | Tearing pictures from the walls |
[00:38.796] | Currents pull us underneath |
[00:41.619] | That bright tide ripped us out |
[00:45.357] | Into a tangled coral reef |
[00:48.435] | Where we can never drown |
[00:51.945] | Now that we' re at the end |
[00:58.504] | I try to tell myself |
[01:01.185] | It' s always been |
[01:11.277] | You... You... |
[01:47.169] | Should I continue on |
[01:49.091] | And let you make this place your own |
[01:53.389] | Or should we float off with the waves |
[01:56.360] | Until we' re taken home |
[01:59.860] | The salty taste, the surf, the words |
[02:02.650] | Are still caught on my tongue |
[02:06.291] | In the wake of everything it' s fair |
[02:10.259] | We came undone |
[02:13.961] | ' Cause if we say go long into the tide |
[02:20.109] | Shadows cast out long and crooked lines |
[02:26.636] | Even if you might not follow through |
[02:34.173] | As the sun is swallowed up from view |
[02:40.425] | The last face that I' d see belongs to you |
[02:50.157] | You... |
[00:25.969] | Oh and when the storms come |
[00:29.057] | Flooding through the hall |
[00:32.294] | Rising to the landing |
[00:34.720] | Tearing pictures from the walls |
[00:38.796] | Currents pull us underneath |
[00:41.619] | That bright tide ripped us out |
[00:45.357] | Into a tangled coral reef |
[00:48.435] | Where we can never drown |
[00:51.945] | Now that we' re at the end |
[00:58.504] | I try to tell myself |
[01:01.185] | It' s always been |
[01:11.277] | You... You... |
[01:47.169] | Should I continue on |
[01:49.091] | And let you make this place your own |
[01:53.389] | Or should we float off with the waves |
[01:56.360] | Until we' re taken home |
[01:59.860] | The salty taste, the surf, the words |
[02:02.650] | Are still caught on my tongue |
[02:06.291] | In the wake of everything it' s fair |
[02:10.259] | We came undone |
[02:13.961] | ' Cause if we say go long into the tide |
[02:20.109] | Shadows cast out long and crooked lines |
[02:26.636] | Even if you might not follow through |
[02:34.173] | As the sun is swallowed up from view |
[02:40.425] | The last face that I' d see belongs to you |
[02:50.157] | You... |