Lochinver

(albüm: The Birdwatcher - 2021)

Fate
Think I'm looking straight at you
Your legs are rested on mine
But I'm not ready
To think of you all the time

Hide
Hide on the rolling road
But you can be anyone
When you're on a roll

Stones
Stones with wings
And open mouths
That bring me fear

Tides
Dry tides don't roll too well
And this is one way to kill yourself

Write your wishes here, I can't read
But sometimes I can feel the letters breathe
Ringing out the tears a young man left behind

Truth kitchen snapping at my feet
Beneath the rubble, I still feel downright free
I got eleven lucky streaks
As I keep a lock of them always on me
There's nothing wrong with feeling sad
There is still balance and commotion
There's no big shame in feeling small
But sometimes you just gotta line 'em up finally
And say, yeah, this is too much
It's too much, this is too much

Fade
I think I'm looking straight at you
Your legs are resting on mine
But I'm not ready to hang with you all the time

We get praised
When these habits we hold ourselves
So pick up the phone, pick up the phone
Let me in
Don't leave me alone
What would [?]

Just a little bit lonely
Harbors in your eyes
Just a little bit stranded
But you're never gonna get capsized
Just a little bit hungry
Feeding for a try
When you finally find her
You best subscribe

People [?] children
Been told they're invisible
I don't find that funny
But then what do I know?
I wanna say there's a star up there
But some days I'm not sure
If you happen to find it
[?]

'Cause honestly I don't know where to go
A vivid livid sky on down below
Two course problems getting through
How [?] that much to you

People, people, [?] to do
People don't matter, yes they do
All of us trying to love the day
The night, whatever is [?]

You
Just a little bit lonely
Just a little bit lonely
Just a little bit lonely