Song | Resolve. |
Artist | Sleeping at Last |
Album | Yearbook Collection |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[ti:resolve] | |
[ar:Sleep at last] | |
[al:] | |
[00:03.08] | |
[00:21.10] | Generations wait |
[00:24.35] | |
[00:26.10] | Like the river sways, |
[00:29.76] | |
[00:31.11] | For a father's blood, |
[00:34.88] | |
[00:36.43] | For a mother's love. |
[00:40.09] | |
[00:41.19] | Though not the promised land, |
[00:45.33] | |
[00:45.98] | Nor any perfect plan, |
[00:49.82] | |
[00:50.67] | Along our neutral path |
[00:54.01] | |
[00:55.47] | There was a single lowered branch. |
[01:02.22] | |
[01:10.77] | |
[01:12.91] | What was flawless canvas-white, |
[01:17.46] | |
[01:18.47] | What was kindness in our eyes |
[01:23.52] | |
[01:24.17] | Is now a blemished masterpiece, |
[01:28.98] | |
[01:29.69] | An astigmatism life. |
[01:34.38] | |
[01:35.49] | But let's cut right to the chase, |
[01:39.84] | |
[01:41.05] | To when the best of us was on display, |
[01:46.47] | |
[01:47.21] | Before we tipped the scale from confidence to doubt. |
[01:54.07] | |
[01:56.53] | I would hold you now, if only i knew how. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:07.23] | |
[02:08.82] | Concentration breaks |
[02:12.94] | |
[02:14.30] | Under frivolous weight. |
[02:18.15] | |
[02:19.65] | If the right words exist, |
[02:25.00] | |
[02:25.66] | May they find our lips. |
[02:30.62] | |
[02:31.96] | |
[02:48.34] | Let's stay the course |
[02:50.98] | |
[02:53.84] | And let the tension make us new. |
[02:58.80] | |
[02:59.30] | I don't know if it's virtue, |
[03:03.30] | |
[03:04.61] | I don't know if it's just dumb luck. |
[03:10.05] | |
[03:13.31] | Would it matter if it was? |
[03:15.36] | |
[03:15.76] | What if we welcomed change in |
[03:19.65] | |
[03:20.85] | Or opened up just enough |
[03:24.10] | |
[03:24.65] | To let it begin? |
[03:27.48] | |
[03:29.99] | To let it begin? |
[03:33.25] | |
[03:37.15] | “the doors will open wide for you.” |
[03:43.77] | |
[03:47.15] | It was said just like it was the truth, |
[03:55.86] | |
[03:56.55] | If we walk right through... |
[04:02.44] |
ti: resolve | |
ar: Sleep at last | |
al: | |
[00:03.08] | |
[00:21.10] | Generations wait |
[00:24.35] | |
[00:26.10] | Like the river sways, |
[00:29.76] | |
[00:31.11] | For a father' s blood, |
[00:34.88] | |
[00:36.43] | For a mother' s love. |
[00:40.09] | |
[00:41.19] | Though not the promised land, |
[00:45.33] | |
[00:45.98] | Nor any perfect plan, |
[00:49.82] | |
[00:50.67] | Along our neutral path |
[00:54.01] | |
[00:55.47] | There was a single lowered branch. |
[01:02.22] | |
[01:10.77] | |
[01:12.91] | What was flawless canvaswhite, |
[01:17.46] | |
[01:18.47] | What was kindness in our eyes |
[01:23.52] | |
[01:24.17] | Is now a blemished masterpiece, |
[01:28.98] | |
[01:29.69] | An astigmatism life. |
[01:34.38] | |
[01:35.49] | But let' s cut right to the chase, |
[01:39.84] | |
[01:41.05] | To when the best of us was on display, |
[01:46.47] | |
[01:47.21] | Before we tipped the scale from confidence to doubt. |
[01:54.07] | |
[01:56.53] | I would hold you now, if only i knew how. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:07.23] | |
[02:08.82] | Concentration breaks |
[02:12.94] | |
[02:14.30] | Under frivolous weight. |
[02:18.15] | |
[02:19.65] | If the right words exist, |
[02:25.00] | |
[02:25.66] | May they find our lips. |
[02:30.62] | |
[02:31.96] | |
[02:48.34] | Let' s stay the course |
[02:50.98] | |
[02:53.84] | And let the tension make us new. |
[02:58.80] | |
[02:59.30] | I don' t know if it' s virtue, |
[03:03.30] | |
[03:04.61] | I don' t know if it' s just dumb luck. |
[03:10.05] | |
[03:13.31] | Would it matter if it was? |
[03:15.36] | |
[03:15.76] | What if we welcomed change in |
[03:19.65] | |
[03:20.85] | Or opened up just enough |
[03:24.10] | |
[03:24.65] | To let it begin? |
[03:27.48] | |
[03:29.99] | To let it begin? |
[03:33.25] | |
[03:37.15] | " the doors will open wide for you." |
[03:43.77] | |
[03:47.15] | It was said just like it was the truth, |
[03:55.86] | |
[03:56.55] | If we walk right through... |
[04:02.44] |
ti: resolve | |
ar: Sleep at last | |
al: | |
[00:03.08] | |
[00:21.10] | Generations wait |
[00:24.35] | |
[00:26.10] | Like the river sways, |
[00:29.76] | |
[00:31.11] | For a father' s blood, |
[00:34.88] | |
[00:36.43] | For a mother' s love. |
[00:40.09] | |
[00:41.19] | Though not the promised land, |
[00:45.33] | |
[00:45.98] | Nor any perfect plan, |
[00:49.82] | |
[00:50.67] | Along our neutral path |
[00:54.01] | |
[00:55.47] | There was a single lowered branch. |
[01:02.22] | |
[01:10.77] | |
[01:12.91] | What was flawless canvaswhite, |
[01:17.46] | |
[01:18.47] | What was kindness in our eyes |
[01:23.52] | |
[01:24.17] | Is now a blemished masterpiece, |
[01:28.98] | |
[01:29.69] | An astigmatism life. |
[01:34.38] | |
[01:35.49] | But let' s cut right to the chase, |
[01:39.84] | |
[01:41.05] | To when the best of us was on display, |
[01:46.47] | |
[01:47.21] | Before we tipped the scale from confidence to doubt. |
[01:54.07] | |
[01:56.53] | I would hold you now, if only i knew how. |
[02:04.27] | |
[02:07.23] | |
[02:08.82] | Concentration breaks |
[02:12.94] | |
[02:14.30] | Under frivolous weight. |
[02:18.15] | |
[02:19.65] | If the right words exist, |
[02:25.00] | |
[02:25.66] | May they find our lips. |
[02:30.62] | |
[02:31.96] | |
[02:48.34] | Let' s stay the course |
[02:50.98] | |
[02:53.84] | And let the tension make us new. |
[02:58.80] | |
[02:59.30] | I don' t know if it' s virtue, |
[03:03.30] | |
[03:04.61] | I don' t know if it' s just dumb luck. |
[03:10.05] | |
[03:13.31] | Would it matter if it was? |
[03:15.36] | |
[03:15.76] | What if we welcomed change in |
[03:19.65] | |
[03:20.85] | Or opened up just enough |
[03:24.10] | |
[03:24.65] | To let it begin? |
[03:27.48] | |
[03:29.99] | To let it begin? |
[03:33.25] | |
[03:37.15] | " the doors will open wide for you." |
[03:43.77] | |
[03:47.15] | It was said just like it was the truth, |
[03:55.86] | |
[03:56.55] | If we walk right through... |
[04:02.44] |