Grow Towards the Sun
๐ต 978 characters
โฑ๏ธ 5:57 duration
๐ ID: 11564259
๐ Lyrics
Make amends
And live toward an end
Oh, the testament to shake
Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
Darken my door with duller days
And hold that pose, postured do break
Everything was set in stone
The wicked earth matches the moaning of the chorus drone
The repetition resonates the bones
Of the aching elders
Wicked as the world they shelter
Away from things unclean
Unsightly, we deem obscene
Unsightly, best left unseen
Make amends
And live toward an end
Oh, the testament to shake
Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
Darken my door with duller days
And hold that pose, postured do break
Why should we hold our tongues?
Why do we sing until we're numb?
What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
The things we say we wish would stay
All bound in books and put away
To dig back up in later lives
And curse the way the days fly by
No easy answer in the sky
No desperate days reduced to lines
What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
And live toward an end
Oh, the testament to shake
Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
Darken my door with duller days
And hold that pose, postured do break
Everything was set in stone
The wicked earth matches the moaning of the chorus drone
The repetition resonates the bones
Of the aching elders
Wicked as the world they shelter
Away from things unclean
Unsightly, we deem obscene
Unsightly, best left unseen
Make amends
And live toward an end
Oh, the testament to shake
Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
Darken my door with duller days
And hold that pose, postured do break
Why should we hold our tongues?
Why do we sing until we're numb?
What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
The things we say we wish would stay
All bound in books and put away
To dig back up in later lives
And curse the way the days fly by
No easy answer in the sky
No desperate days reduced to lines
What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:35.38] Make amends
[00:43.75] And live toward an end
[00:51.14] Oh, the testament to shake
[00:55.30] Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
[00:59.49] Darken my door with duller days
[01:03.16] And hold that pose, postured do break
[01:24.54] Everything was set in stone
[01:28.42] The wicked earth matches the moaning of the chorus drone
[01:35.83] The repetition resonates the bones
[01:41.67] Of the aching elders
[01:44.26] Wicked as the world they shelter
[01:48.45] Away from things unclean
[01:52.11] Unsightly, we deem obscene
[02:10.86] Unsightly, best left unseen
[02:19.70] Make amends
[02:28.00] And live toward an end
[02:35.27] Oh, the testament to shake
[02:39.68] Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
[02:43.88] Darken my door with duller days
[02:47.32] And hold that pose, postured do break
[02:52.03] Why should we hold our tongues?
[02:56.27] Why do we sing until we're numb?
[03:00.47] What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
[03:25.45] The things we say we wish would stay
[03:29.46] All bound in books and put away
[03:33.62] To dig back up in later lives
[03:37.86] And curse the way the days fly by
[03:42.09] No easy answer in the sky
[03:46.06] No desperate days reduced to lines
[04:28.06] What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
[05:00.54]
[00:43.75] And live toward an end
[00:51.14] Oh, the testament to shake
[00:55.30] Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
[00:59.49] Darken my door with duller days
[01:03.16] And hold that pose, postured do break
[01:24.54] Everything was set in stone
[01:28.42] The wicked earth matches the moaning of the chorus drone
[01:35.83] The repetition resonates the bones
[01:41.67] Of the aching elders
[01:44.26] Wicked as the world they shelter
[01:48.45] Away from things unclean
[01:52.11] Unsightly, we deem obscene
[02:10.86] Unsightly, best left unseen
[02:19.70] Make amends
[02:28.00] And live toward an end
[02:35.27] Oh, the testament to shake
[02:39.68] Grow towards the sun, offset the ache
[02:43.88] Darken my door with duller days
[02:47.32] And hold that pose, postured do break
[02:52.03] Why should we hold our tongues?
[02:56.27] Why do we sing until we're numb?
[03:00.47] What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
[03:25.45] The things we say we wish would stay
[03:29.46] All bound in books and put away
[03:33.62] To dig back up in later lives
[03:37.86] And curse the way the days fly by
[03:42.09] No easy answer in the sky
[03:46.06] No desperate days reduced to lines
[04:28.06] What if we're already the decent people we wanted to become?
[05:00.54]