Lyrics

Waking up the morning surrounds your door
The feathered light is falling onto your floor
And there isn’t room for him anymore

You look around and all that you can see is red
And thoughts of him twist and turn around in your head
So you reach for water and air instead

You’ve still got walls around this home
Though it feels like they’re falling down
It’s time to walk to your own rhythm
To find your way to solid ground
Solid ground

In a busy time the brighter things are moving slow
And the cars have all forgotten which is stop and which is go
So you look for room within the flow

You’ve still got walls around this home
Though it feels like they’re falling down
It’s time to walk to your own rhythm
To find your way to solid ground
Solid ground