Always

droning chords and distant bells

humming over empty shells

holding on tight onto a dead sky

nomadic moves across a lawn

step by step into the dawn

holding on tight onto a dead sky

turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say

always, always

turn a deaf ear pushing you further away

always

always, always, always

droning chords and distant bells

to what's been over since the fall

holding tight to what's been felt

holding on tight onto a dead sky

turn a deaf ear no matter what they might say

always, always

turn a deaf ear pushing you further away

always

always, always, always