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When we were young
our words were innocent
whiter than snow,
awkward and slow.
Now when we speak,
we risk an avalanche.
but thatâs not enough now
to reroute our plans.
i believe that weâve got it wrong, got it wrong.
weâll realize when itâs said and done, said and done,
that in our words weâve lost so much more
than weâve ever won.
The aftermath
is cracked wood where fences stood
and the broken bones of our childhood.
in our trembling fear,
we put words inside Godâs mouth.
we cover our tracks
and get so proud of ourselves,
we get so proud of ourselves,
we get so proud of ourselves
when we get away.
I believe that weâve got it wrong, got it wrong.
weâll realize when itâs said and done, said and done,
that in our words weâve lost so much more
than weâve ever won.
itâs in our nature to complicate,
but in the end itâs the casualties
that carry all the weight.
- Album:
- Atlas: Senses
- Christmas Collection 2015
- Atlas: Oceans
- Atlas: Land (EP)
- Covers, Vol. 1
- Atlas: Darkness
- Atlas: Light
- Atlas: Space 1 (EP)
- Atlas: Space 2 (EP)
- Yearbook - August (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- Yearbook - May (EP)
- Yearbook - November (EP)
- Yearbook - December (EP)
- Yearbook - January (EP)
- Yearbook - February (EP)
- Yearbook - March (EP)
- Yearbook - April (EP)
- Non-Album Releases
- Atlas: Smell