Texty:
Hansard Glen The Swell Season

I think it's time, we give it up And figure out what's stopping us From breathing easy and talking straight The way is clear if you're ready now The

How many times have I been here How many times was I lost And how many times I'd be lost in the sea If you weren't there to rescue me We're sailing,

Drown out, the voice that breaks the silence And talks the joy out of everything You were found out and had to walk in darkness without the only thing

So, if you want something And you call, call Then I'll come running To fight and I'll be at your door When there's nothing worth running for When your

Cut the bonds with the moon And let the dogs gather Burn the gauze in the spoon And suck the poison up And bleed Shut the door to the moon And let the