Woodpigeon - Edinburgh текст песни

Sky's of honey tonight behind quarrel
Back away from the things you knew
Up above where the lead and hand through
In an empty river circle, I'll call you

Fingertips scribed on gold and gliss
Broken nails and southern slips
Up above all the hill and hand this
From the peak all I see it is bliss

From the top of my lungs
I call for you
From the tops of my lungs
And there is not answer, try again


From the top of my lungs
I call for you
From the tops of my lungs
And there is not answer, try again

And it's hard not to work
What you once thought you got
And it's hard not to seek
All that goes down beneath

Buckle down, close my eyes
No one need to ask why
I'll be brave and I'll try
What it's like just to try.