"Source" lyrics

"Source"

Quiet down
An avalanche is waiting for just one more sound
Life is loud
Look at all you've gotten away with up 'til now
And I don't want to find out where the line is

Stuck looking over my shoulder
Another domino tipping over
Maybe we should wait for the morning light

Before we let our voices carry
And ignore how much gets buried
Can we take a step back for a minute?
One foot in the pool before we dive in
I'm getting lost in metaphor
Can't see the forest for the trees anymore
Everything echoes, I'm trying to find the source

What becomes of a world unwritten?
When our joy and pain is hidden?
Are we asking the same question?
What leaves the mark in the dark?

I realize I'm being too careful
This solid ground here in the middle
And like the tide sways under the form of the moon
I feel like we play our part too
I'm getting lost in metaphor again
Let's turn the volume up before our song ends
Everything echoes, it's just a matter of when

Every living thing gets better
By ricocheting off each other
As our voices change the landscape
May we never forget what's at stake
If we lose our way as the day ends
With sunlight, we get to start again
Everything echoes, it's just a matter of when


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