"We Almost Made It" lyrics

"We Almost Made It"

Like a new moon arising
From now on
I will lean into the reason of
The seasons as they come
There'll be no surprises
Now she's gone

And we almost made it
But it was clear all along
All the truth I tasted
Was only ever in a song
All the time I wasted
In the hope that I would belong

There was a white pheasant sighted
Off the coast
It came close then abided
With the things that I love most
And there, I was invited
A heavenly host

And we almost made it
But it was clear all along
All the truth I tasted
Was only ever in a song
All the time I wasted
In the hope that I would belong

I know when the heartache started
That was when the hope departed
Somewhere in the wilting weeds
She was right there all along

From a ship out on the water
I heard your call
Like a siren singing softly
It resounded in the haar
And when I crashed on your rocks
It was the best story of all

And we almost made it
And it was clear all along
All the truth we tasted
Was only ever in a song
All the time we wasted
In the hope that we would belong


Writer(s): Foy Vance
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