The Paint Movement – Young Lights

Breathe in, and I am Gently holding what I want to never let go, In the sudden misfortune of life keep peace with your soul, Still awake I try to recreate what I saw, Trapped on the other side and I’m not seeing things right, calm in a way I’m in a daze, and I don’t if I’m coming back alive. Come into my veins, leave just like you came.

Gather all your young, take one side and let us walk the line to a foreign land, burned or buried we’ll let the wind carry us to the shore, the farther gone we go the less we really need to know trapped on the other side and still the feelings I like, tide and the waves here to stay so I know I’m going to see the sunrise.

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