Slowburn skies
Birds on a silent lake
Tied to the maps we make filled whit diversions
Oh what have we done
What have we done to this
Oh what do we go
What do we go from here
Shouldn't we try
To wake up the child in our eyes
Before the wolves find glory
Rewind and take it all back to one
Hold on, oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on, oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on, oh this brightheart...
Hold on, oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on, oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on, oh this brightheart...