A million pairs of eyes watch over me
Treading water in a gentle and dark sea
The treasure in the night is far too rare
But the plough is all I need to take me there
The dew is slowly soaking through my shoes
Well disconnect and make up our own news
Interpret verse we learnt when we were young
Tonight it is the sweetest tune ever sung
So I’ll go, knowing it won’t ever be the same
Yes I’ll go, clutching to the photo in its frame
Yes I’ll go, keep the senses locked within my mind
An hour in a dream, where the stars were all aligned
It must have been a year since breathless streets
Routines, through the cycle and the repeat
The air is still; no chill falls on my bones
If I stayed here any longer I’d call this home
It creeps away the distance of the song
We laughed, we cried, we felt and we belonged
Keep the morning, it’s here I need to stay,
But for now the plough will always light my way
So I’ll go, knowing it won’t ever be the same
Yes I’ll go, clutching to the photo in its frame
Yes I’ll go, keep the senses locked within my mind
An hour in a dream, where the stars were all aligned
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