Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blacktop, artist - Being As An Ocean. Album song Waiting for Morning to Come, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 06.09.2018
Record label: Believe
Song language: English
Blacktop |
I drove myself out into the wilderness |
Not a forced exile, I’m just searching for bliss |
Blood orange crescent moon |
Illuminate the blacktop’s running lines |
Carry my spirit far from the chaos and light |
Of the city built upon brute and might |
The soul deserves savor |
The apple, heavy, over-ripe on my simple pallet |
Sickens the stomach |
Blind my eyes with flashing lights |
Dull my senses in over-sweet wine |
Expose me to all of your grandeur |
I’d still long for bitter savor |
Egos taught to inflame from a young age |
Images and influence twisted to persuade |
Our common sensibilities toward entering a race |
For which there is no end, no hanging yellow tape |
Don’t let your intellect be insulted |
Don’t be taken for a fool |
It’s in knowledge and experience |
Wherein a soul’s true fortune is made |
So I won’t buy what they’ve always tried to sell me |
Give up your passion for that 401k |
Put away your true callings |
Chase that |
The American dream |
I’d rather run into the wild, experience the wind, the cold |
Than gain the wealth of the world and forfeit my soul |
I won’t buy what they’ve always tried to sell me |
Give up your passion for that 401k |
Put away your true callings |
We fight against the tide to retain that spark of life |
That’s become all too extinguished |
The prevailing of time |
To never grow old, only become more wise |
Taking all the suffering and the bite |
One breath at a time |
Is all it takes to keep on growing |
All it takes to stay alive |
To stay alive |