Chris Williams

Lyrics

Half a mile outside this sign
Is hope enough to change my mind
Dragging heavy heels
Crows out in a field a murder wide
Tell me tell me what to do
Chasing clouds black and blue
One step towards the line
Counting breaths and dying on the vine
It’s a worn-out track
Eyes on my back

We’re all scared of the wrong things here
We’re all wrapped up in these hand-me-down fears
If I could fly, I’d pull the whole town off this ground
No anchors down

Sleeping deeper than regret
Held you close lest I forget
Pulling from both sides
Leaving all we loved on the divide

Watch you waving in retreat
Red clay roots beneath your feet
Dreamed a dozen times
Soaring in my slumber to the chimes
Of a church bell song
First toll gone

We’re all scared of the wrong things here
We’re all wrapped up in these hand-me-down fears
If I could fly, I’d pull the whole town off this ground

Whispers through the burden trees
Hear them rustle in the leaves
Stories deep inside
Count another ring left behind

Gave you all my promises
Brave as lies I must confess
More than I believe
Bold as any prayers in-between
The truths we tell
And hopes we sell

We’re all scared of the wrong things here
We’re all wrapped up in these hand-me-down fears
If I could fly, I’d pull the whole town off this ground
No anchors down