Devonian: Nascent Songtext
von The Ocean
Devonian: Nascent Songtext
Her dreams now soaring above the surface
With horizons shifting slow in blue
Rites of spring to chase the winter away
I allow my very mind to pass on through
Our darkness
In dust rewriten
Took in the night to color my room
A bird in the palm of my hand
But no one came to tell me
This road is overgrown
So a loser be kept
Send me back to the beginning
Before our very first day
Must find time for my words
Before they go away
I found my place among the others
Realized the stars were all too far
But no one came to tell me
This road is overgrown
So a loser be kept
Send me back to the beginning
Before our very first day
Saw nothing but some sign
Chain around my neck
Dusting on my back
The smiles gone bad
Time that is spent
Never spent
A fierce unknown story
Below the surface of conscience
Our inner horizon shifting
Slowly out of skin
Nothing, nothing
A fierce unknown story
Below the surface of conscience
Our inner horizon shifting
Slowly out of skin
The sun that remains unseen
A chain around my neck
Thrusting on my back
The spiraling torment
Of time ever spent
Nothing
The sun that remains unseen
A chain around my neck
Thrusting on my back
The spiraling torment
Of time ever spent
Nothing
With horizons shifting slow in blue
Rites of spring to chase the winter away
I allow my very mind to pass on through
Our darkness
In dust rewriten
Took in the night to color my room
A bird in the palm of my hand
But no one came to tell me
This road is overgrown
So a loser be kept
Send me back to the beginning
Before our very first day
Must find time for my words
Before they go away
I found my place among the others
Realized the stars were all too far
But no one came to tell me
This road is overgrown
So a loser be kept
Send me back to the beginning
Before our very first day
Saw nothing but some sign
Chain around my neck
Dusting on my back
The smiles gone bad
Time that is spent
Never spent
A fierce unknown story
Below the surface of conscience
Our inner horizon shifting
Slowly out of skin
Nothing, nothing
A fierce unknown story
Below the surface of conscience
Our inner horizon shifting
Slowly out of skin
The sun that remains unseen
A chain around my neck
Thrusting on my back
The spiraling torment
Of time ever spent
Nothing
The sun that remains unseen
A chain around my neck
Thrusting on my back
The spiraling torment
Of time ever spent
Nothing
Writer(s): Loic Rossetti, Mathias Hagerstrand, Peter Voigtmann, Paul Seidel, Jonas Renkse, Robin Staps Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

