"the walk" lyrics

"the walk"

What? Wait

The freckles in your face
My head in outer space
The devil in our frame

And I couldn't believe
You were wasting your time with me

I'll stay mute ('cause I never find the words to say)
And just stand still ('cause you always find a way to slip away)

I was lost. I was scared. I have always been this way
I have always been afraid
Forthcoming yet delayed
"So reassemble and remake"
You and I walked together on the beach
No shoes on our feet
And you said the sand underneath
Is like the people we might meet

And "every single grain
Will some day be washed away"
And I should've felt lucky
Just to have washed up on your beach

I'll stay mute ('cause I never find the words to say)
And just stand still ('cause you always find a way to slip away)
'Cause you always find a way to slip away
You always find a way to slip away

But I said "If I'm sand, what's the oceans?
The wind? And erosion?
The lightning and the rain?
And how come we feel pain?"

And I've realized I was so wrong once again
Just misinterpreting everything you said...


Writer(s): Jonathan Dimitri
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