Lyrics Out of Reach - Bad Moves

Out of Reach

Caught up in the daily forecasts, basking in the sun
Oh, how it hurt to squint at decades still to come
While the blaring television boasted of our skill
The imminence, it gripped you early on
Fearful child
You’d lie awake at night
In bleak envisioning, visioning
A prophet’s end
Through a heretic lens
Nobody listening, listening
Every blackened night
Every temperature rise
We are the fire
We give off light
By the time we could admit we’d foreseen the effects
You’d spent a lifetime mapping outlooks of the wreck
Drink it down, cough it up
Torrid air fills your lungs
If not the best that’s left, what’s left is left for us
Circling high
Above the rising tide
It seemed so out of reach, out of reach
The clouds that rise
Up through a darkened sky
Warm from the air we breathe, air we breathe
Every blackened night
Every temperature rise
We are the fire
We give off light
And every faded hope
Every hallowed divide
We are the air
The ardent denial
Every blackened night
Every blackened night
Every temperature rise
We are the fire
We give off light
And every faded hope
Every hallowed divide
We are the air
The ardent denial
Every blackened night
Everywhere you walk, there’s a dark cloud forming
Even where you are, it’s a perfect storm and
Everywhere you walk, there’s a dark cloud forming
Even where you are, even where you are