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In Light
01:58
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Shuttle
04:27
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I'm really hoping we've got thinkers in the mix.
Every time you count us out, we start making sense.
We're looking for the logic, to maybe re-assess.
I'll admit it - I'm stressed.
I really hate the way that hope has turned to hit or miss.
Over time, we've faded out. Belief is all but spent.
A sense of our sensation's gone - I'll await and I'll wish.
We'd admit it.
We're looking for a Shuttle to take us all away.
Somewhere high above the clouds to live another day.
We're looking for a Shuttle, to get us all away.
Away from all the mess you made today.
And it's just to say - it's overwhelming how much work that's left.
And the pressure's on to turn around.
You're bent on turning back in time.
...on turning back in time.
We're looking for a Shuttle to take us all away.
Somewhere high above the clouds to live another day.
We're looking for a Shuttle, to get us all away.
Away from all the mess you made today.
We're looking for a Shuttle to get us all away.
Somewhere higher...
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3. |
The Day
04:33
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What a fate being born
Knowing only cold.
Reaching through the dark,
I know that's gotten old.
But you're there, and you glow.
You're bound to never show
Your fate and where it goes,
Where you've aimed all of your hope.
Come out to where you're warm.
Come out to where you're warm.
Come out to where you're warm.
You.
You've finally left the light, you know.
Believe in this morning, you're new now.
Unfold.
Believe in this gift: this light in your soul.
You're close to tapping out; you're drowning in the open air.
Fate can do its worst, but time will always get you there.
You know what it means to fall down.
You know what it means, you're Wellbound.
It's clear outside, so come out.
Come out to where its warm.
Come out to where its warm.
Come out to where its warm.
Come out to where its warm.
You.
You finally left the night, you know.
Believe in this morning, you're new now.
Unfold.
Believe in this gift: this light in your soul.
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4. |
Wellbound
04:41
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...and I'm late. And I can't fix myself. I've built up in my mind, and lately I can't tell my safety from my shells and all that's going fine. This time to me - a clearing screen beyond the faded wine.
Sail on. Sail on, in time maybe I'll get it right.
Sweeter cold, sleeper hold. Winter had crowned the king. Peace was made, I knew my place. The best of you took shape where the Earth drives itself up to leave alone its seas. Framing ways to better days - no more restless sleep.
Sail on. Sail on, in time maybe I'll get it right.
In time, maybe I'll get it right.
I'm Wellbound.
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