It started when he exclaimed that the surface of our yellow moon was round
And if it isn’t the same moon I saw when I was young, I’m scared.
The only reason it revolves around us so consistently
Is to reassure us, to offer us some validity.
I choked when I tried to say that again, I’ve tied myself up in this rope,
And as the sun finally came, it brought it’s heat and became some sight of hope.
The only reason it rises is ‘cos it’s gotten so used to it.
And if it wasn’t, well we wouldn’t question, no we wouldn’t notice it.
Maybe I’m the one who’s so obsessed with the cold,
That even when it’s gone, I don’t let my heartbeat slow.
I argued with the fallen leaves, so graceful in their deaths,
And I laid down on the barren land.
I swear that I’ve touched nothing, I just closed my eyes and slept.
For days in my blank white room.
And I promised that the noise would lower and give your head some rest,
And I’m hoping that it still will happen soon,
I’m hoping that it still will happen soon.
I said that the air will freeze and on that morning, we won’t be able to stand,
As far as I can see, that morning is coming faster and faster.
I won’t hesitate to wish on a well, and I know that it won’t come true,
Maybe I’m the one who won’t look towards the end,
Because I’m so afraid that it won’t come.
I watched the snowflakes fall, like everyone has seen before
They were perfect, and if the Spring starts, they’ll be gone.
Yeah, I’ll be grateful if the Spring comes,
I won’t look back at this darkness,
I’ll be thankful for the warmth from the perfect sun.
credits
from Through a Wishing Well EP,
released January 28, 2012
Luke Fendlay: Guitar, Vocals
Joe Ryan: Bass
Paul Hare: Drums, Percussion
Alex Denuzzio: Keyboards
Jimmy Baseman: Trumpet
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