[ Featuring Caleb Price ]
Oh...
Oh...
We walk fields, and feel
The ground beneath our feet
No need for shoes
No need for words,
Or these materials
We keep counting down the days, weeks
Months and years
Either way
The earth will spin through all the thick and thin
Listen... my children
This panic has set a trend
A mold that must be void
Here we are
Living how we were meant to be
Together buliding moutains
Busy pushing seas aside (x2)
Oh...
Oh..
We placed the pieces tp fit
Who we know we are
The compass points
They all follow
But we see through it all
Their minds are hazed
Sleep will prevail
And when they wake their dreams will tell
Of how the lows left such a taste
In the most venomous way
Listen... my children
This panic has set a trend
A mold that must be void
Here we are
Living how we were meant to be
Together buliding moutains
Busy pushing seas aside (x3)
Aside...
Here we are
Living how we were meant to be
Together building mountains
Busy pushing seas aside (x2)