Sagres

We were travellers, so blind Went to where the world did end Read of deaths in waves and out So this is when we walked away And the sadness I suppose Gonna hold me to the ground Where I'm forced to find the still In a place you won't be 'round Was I ever part of knowing With your hands in mine Little screams into the wonder And a wild set of rides Come on, come on And so here I go again Say I want my freedom sure But it's like end of all the dreams Like in my life I needed more And this madness I suppose Gonna haunt me with the line That I could drink until I sleep Through all scarier times Was I ever part of knowing With your hands in mine Little screams into the wonder And a wild set of rides Come on, come on Now was I ever going to be more than these savages in me As they will sing into silence, just to silence tears Now what is left in here? It's not the sting of cities flickering in life no It's not me knowing there's a deeper in the dust no It's not the reasoning with shadows that are gone no It's not me knowing I'm yet to see fire It's just all this fucking doubt Come on, come on And this silence I suppose Gonna hold me to the ground Where I'm forced to find the still In a place you won't be 'round