"Blossoms" lyrics
The weight of my phone
Like a tablet of stone
Seems to grow with the words I just read
And it silently falls
From my hand to the floor
With the wonders I wished I had said
And for a time there is timelessness
Endless furore
To the dark I said pour and forgot to say when
And the words that you wrote
Come back blacker than smoke:
"I'm so sorry, I've done it again"
So I gather up the candlelight
Jangle the chimes
And mop up what is left of my lungs
And I climb up the ladder
Had I taken more care
I might have seen all the rot in the rungs
And I pack what is needed
For the journey to come
All my books, all my bracken and booze
And the door shuts behind me
And I breathe in the air
And say "Yeah, well I'm sorry too"
And I stare at the soldiers before me
All my blossoms that have waited to fall
And I walk
And I walk
And I walk
And I walk
Knowing every last one of them is painted in light
As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right
My dress is on fire
And I hurl myself, I heal myself, I drag myself like a rug in the rain
And my saint she is dancing
As every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame
And the soldiers march behind me
I can hear them beat their spears
And for the first time in all my life
I know I'm more than what I fear
And I stare
At the soldiers before me
All my blossoms that have waited to rise
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (With you)
And I walk
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (With you)
And I walk
And I run (Love run)
And I run (Love run)
And I scream out to the sky
(Love run, love run)
You do not get to hurt me just because I asked you once
If you were alright
And I look at the phone
On the floor and I drink
That nice wine you were saving, it's saving me now love
And my soldiers sit by
Like I'm newly baptised
In the blossoms that fell from above
And I pick up the phone
Dial your number and wait
And shine like my petals once shone
And just as it's ringing
I whisper aloud to my saint
"Oh we, we're gonna get on"
Like a tablet of stone
Seems to grow with the words I just read
And it silently falls
From my hand to the floor
With the wonders I wished I had said
And for a time there is timelessness
Endless furore
To the dark I said pour and forgot to say when
And the words that you wrote
Come back blacker than smoke:
"I'm so sorry, I've done it again"
So I gather up the candlelight
Jangle the chimes
And mop up what is left of my lungs
And I climb up the ladder
Had I taken more care
I might have seen all the rot in the rungs
And I pack what is needed
For the journey to come
All my books, all my bracken and booze
And the door shuts behind me
And I breathe in the air
And say "Yeah, well I'm sorry too"
And I stare at the soldiers before me
All my blossoms that have waited to fall
And I walk
And I walk
And I walk
And I walk
Knowing every last one of them is painted in light
As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right
My dress is on fire
And I hurl myself, I heal myself, I drag myself like a rug in the rain
And my saint she is dancing
As every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame
And the soldiers march behind me
I can hear them beat their spears
And for the first time in all my life
I know I'm more than what I fear
And I stare
At the soldiers before me
All my blossoms that have waited to rise
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (With you)
And I walk
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (I will walk)
And I walk (With you)
And I walk
And I run (Love run)
And I run (Love run)
And I scream out to the sky
(Love run, love run)
You do not get to hurt me just because I asked you once
If you were alright
And I look at the phone
On the floor and I drink
That nice wine you were saving, it's saving me now love
And my soldiers sit by
Like I'm newly baptised
In the blossoms that fell from above
And I pick up the phone
Dial your number and wait
And shine like my petals once shone
And just as it's ringing
I whisper aloud to my saint
"Oh we, we're gonna get on"
Writer(s): Joey Batey
