作词 : Monique Pym
作曲 : Brandon Hutcheson/Miles Knox/Benjamin Knox/Chris Biancato
Same scene, same sky as every other
Constellations in monochrome, forgetting a world in colour
Two steps apart
So close yet so far
Misplaced, looking for cover
Play it safe when we lie to each other
It should be clear by now – there’s very little to cry about
So close, so far
Are we through the hardest part?
It’s more than I can take to have missed the start
Guess I’ll meet you on the next path
Watching through a window, the way we know how
Living on the inside, looking out
Luck is on our side
But if the distance grows
And we’re forever left below, who draws the line?
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile
(I’m holding space) just this time
I don’t wanna be right
Where am I lately?
This mountainside I’m scaling
Is it self-destruction or preservation to chase what I’m chasing?
Leave the question behind, no answer necessary
New eyes on tomorrow
Luck is on our side
But if the distance grows
And we’re forever left below, who draws the line?
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile
(I’m holding space) just this time
I don’t wanna be right
It’s more than I can take to see where you are
Guess I’ll meet you on the next path
Watching through a window, the way we know how
Living on the inside, looking out
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile…
作词 : Monique Pym
作曲 : Brandon Hutcheson/Miles Knox/Benjamin Knox/Chris Biancato
Same scene, same sky as every other
Constellations in monochrome, forgetting a world in colour
Two steps apart
So close yet so far
Misplaced, looking for cover
Play it safe when we lie to each other
It should be clear by now – there’s very little to cry about
So close, so far
Are we through the hardest part?
It’s more than I can take to have missed the start
Guess I’ll meet you on the next path
Watching through a window, the way we know how
Living on the inside, looking out
Luck is on our side
But if the distance grows
And we’re forever left below, who draws the line?
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile
(I’m holding space) just this time
I don’t wanna be right
Where am I lately?
This mountainside I’m scaling
Is it self-destruction or preservation to chase what I’m chasing?
Leave the question behind, no answer necessary
New eyes on tomorrow
Luck is on our side
But if the distance grows
And we’re forever left below, who draws the line?
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile
(I’m holding space) just this time
I don’t wanna be right
It’s more than I can take to see where you are
Guess I’ll meet you on the next path
Watching through a window, the way we know how
Living on the inside, looking out
Two more steps apart might as well be a mile…