There's such a wind
|
And it's cold outside
|
To feel your skin
|
Is the only way out.
|
It's creeping in
|
And you can't stop all your limbs from slowing down
|
I can't move forward anymore
|
It's so much harder than i thought
|
When we start at the end
|
We all finish where we began.
|
And i need more than one time
|
Changing all of these wrongs
|
All of these wrongs to rights.
|
My tracks are gone
|
And there's birds overhead.
|
As clouds descend.
|
I can't tell what's the sky
|
And what's the ground
|
I can't move forward anymore
|
It's so much harder than i thought
|
Is there any getting past
|
When we start at the end
|
We all finish where we began.
|
And i need more than one time
|
Changing all of these wrongs
|
All of these wrongs to rights.
|
When we start at the end
|
We all finish where we began
|
And all our ceilings are skies
|
If we can outlast our lives, our lives
|
When we start at the end
|
We all finish where we began.
|
|
-----------------
|
The Last Report From...
|
Vaux |