Itasca - Bonafide Lyrics

Bonafide

We are walking in the meadow
There is darkness on the land
You wager to see how far we might go down

And the rain keeps on falling
Running nightmare of the sea
If I was back home now then I'd know now

And your memory's framed in roses
As I look for your smile
I remember your friendship, wishes to me

Is it my chance to take care?
Is it my story?
Ask me to hold the lantern, tell me to be free

We are standing in the chapel
Rain still falling all around
You ask to confess now, the judge knows best now

Do we leave the rain for better
Whitewash the defeat
It's like a songbird hanging on to a falling tree

Is it my chance to take care, is it the story
Ask me to hold the lantern,
Tell me to be free, tell me to be free