歌词
We're never goin' to get it back
So don't start slippin' now
Holdin' it inside your hands
As the hours get spilled
Is it even real?
Do you feel it spinnin'?
Underneath our feet
Formin' like a figment
Blood tied
Whether we try to fight or not
The outline
Will be just like it was before
In orbit
Until the dyin' of the sun
No sayin'
Whether we stay or when the endin' comes
A memory that we have
That's older than our bones
Tryin' not to let it crack
From the weight of us
Is it even real?
Do you feel it spinnin'?
From the Seven Hills
To the River Lea
Blood tied
Whether we try to fight or not
The outline
Will be just like it was before
In orbit
Until the dyin' of the sun
No sayin'
Whether we stay or when the endin' comes