Hold your breath and count to 28.
Change is slow but i feel it taking shape.
Folding over us like waves
On origami ocean tides, we sway
Like blueprints constantly being rearranged.
The finest print in the whitest ink,
Before it dries, there's no time to think.
It feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
But grey is not a compromise -
It is the bridge between two sides.
I would even argue that it is the color
That most represents God's eyes.
Hold your breath and count to 29.
Connect the dots and cherish every line.
Paper cuts and trails aside,
Make a wish and hold it tight,
This time, we'll try our very hardest not to try.
'cause grey is not a compromise -
It is the bridge between two sides.
The shores on which our stubborn land
And restless seas collide.
Grey is not just middle ground,
It is a truce that waits to be signed.
I would even argue that, from where we stand,
It most represents the color of God's eyes.
So, let's fold our atlas into paper planes.
Change is slow, but i feel it taking shape.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:38.06]Hold your breath and count to 28.
[00:45.83]Change is slow but i feel it taking shape.
[00:54.29]Folding over us like waves
[00:59.11]On origami ocean tides, we sway
[01:07.24]Like blueprints constantly being rearranged.
[01:22.88]The finest print in the whitest ink,
[01:27.26]Before it dries, there's no time to think.
[01:31.81]It feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
[01:37.89]But grey is not a compromise -
[01:41.65]It is the bridge between two sides.
[01:46.28]I would even argue that it is the color
[01:52.93]That most represents God's eyes.
[02:00.25]Hold your breath and count to 29.
[02:07.97]Connect the dots and cherish every line.
[02:16.21]Paper cuts and trails aside,
[02:20.38]Make a wish and hold it tight,
[02:24.50]This time, we'll try our very hardest not to try.
[02:31.24]'cause grey is not a compromise -
[02:34.65]It is the bridge between two sides.
[02:39.43]The shores on which our stubborn land
[02:42.56]And restless seas collide.
[02:48.05]Grey is not just middle ground,
[02:51.62]It is a truce that waits to be signed.
[02:56.55]I would even argue that, from where we stand,
[03:01.12]It most represents the color of God's eyes.
[03:18.61]So, let's fold our atlas into paper planes.
[03:26.20]Change is slow, but i feel it taking shape.
Hold your breath and count to 28.
Change is slow but i feel it taking shape.
Folding over us like waves
On origami ocean tides, we sway
Like blueprints constantly being rearranged.
The finest print in the whitest ink,
Before it dries, there's no time to think.
It feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
But grey is not a compromise -
It is the bridge between two sides.
I would even argue that it is the color
That most represents God's eyes.
Hold your breath and count to 29.
Connect the dots and cherish every line.
Paper cuts and trails aside,
Make a wish and hold it tight,
This time, we'll try our very hardest not to try.
'cause grey is not a compromise -
It is the bridge between two sides.
The shores on which our stubborn land
And restless seas collide.
Grey is not just middle ground,
It is a truce that waits to be signed.
I would even argue that, from where we stand,
It most represents the color of God's eyes.
So, let's fold our atlas into paper planes.
Change is slow, but i feel it taking shape.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:38.06]Hold your breath and count to 28.
[00:45.83]Change is slow but i feel it taking shape.
[00:54.29]Folding over us like waves
[00:59.11]On origami ocean tides, we sway
[01:07.24]Like blueprints constantly being rearranged.
[01:22.88]The finest print in the whitest ink,
[01:27.26]Before it dries, there's no time to think.
[01:31.81]It feels like everything we've known is sink or swim
[01:37.89]But grey is not a compromise -
[01:41.65]It is the bridge between two sides.
[01:46.28]I would even argue that it is the color
[01:52.93]That most represents God's eyes.
[02:00.25]Hold your breath and count to 29.
[02:07.97]Connect the dots and cherish every line.
[02:16.21]Paper cuts and trails aside,
[02:20.38]Make a wish and hold it tight,
[02:24.50]This time, we'll try our very hardest not to try.
[02:31.24]'cause grey is not a compromise -
[02:34.65]It is the bridge between two sides.
[02:39.43]The shores on which our stubborn land
[02:42.56]And restless seas collide.
[02:48.05]Grey is not just middle ground,
[02:51.62]It is a truce that waits to be signed.
[02:56.55]I would even argue that, from where we stand,
[03:01.12]It most represents the color of God's eyes.
[03:18.61]So, let's fold our atlas into paper planes.
[03:26.20]Change is slow, but i feel it taking shape.
I dig 'til my shovel tells a secret,
Swear to the earth that I will keep it,
Brush off the dirt
And let my change of heart occur.
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Watch you blurring the lines when you're making a scene
Oh girl, you've gotta know what my head overlooks
The senses will show t...
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Sound asleep.
Only street lights
Notice me.
If nothing else,
In a holding pattern
To find myself.
I talk in circles,
I talk in circles...
I’ve waited a hundred years
But I’d wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for
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If I had only felt ...
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Is this free will or am I doing as I'm told?
I know shadows follow the rules
But what if tonight
By the mercy of light...
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Now I live a waking life
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turn around
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never coming round.
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Every now and then I get a little bit tired of lis...