Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wavelengths, artist - Deadlights.
Date of issue: 20.04.2017
Song language: English
Wavelengths |
I felt better before, |
I felt balanced, |
One foot on the ground, |
One foot in the door. |
But these thoughts have been stealing my dreams from me. |
Running between my ears without a leash, |
No I won’t be beaten by nostalgia, |
I’ll my chances with the future. |
This generation gap, |
Is all we’ve needed for so long to get on track. |
So close yet so far yet so close yet so far. |
Everyone I talk to seems to want greed, |
But the change has begun. |
Everyone that I meet is on a different wavelength, |
United as one we could have the strength. |
To once and for all put an end to it all. |
In spite of what you have been told, |
The bent truth will unfold, |
Walking on ice you’ve been sold. |
Waiting I stare at a half empty glass, |
Sip and watch the time pass. |
& I’m sure that it won’t be the last time I… |
You say I’m ungrateful for everything I’ve got. |
I’m not alone we’ve all lost the plot. |
Does the stench in the air match the taste in your mouth? |
Does the stench in the air match the taste in your mouth? |
I felt better before |
I realized how off course |
We’ve been lead. |
Now what a shame |
You’ve fallen off your horse. |
Just like I thought, |
You stopped short. |
Now don’t you think it’s time to |
Pass on the torch? |
(Don't say you know it) |
& Then at last the present will be the past. |
In spite of what you have been told, |
The bent truth will unfold, |
Walking on ice you’ve been sold. |
Waiting I stare at a half empty glass, |
Sip and watch the time pass. |
& I’m sure that it won’t be the last time I… |
(We're all people just on different wavelengths. |
We’re here for the same reasons, just our own takes.) |
Yet here we are, I feel it, we’ve come |
So close yet so far yet so close yet so far. |
It won’t be long; |
we’ll hit it head on. |
The times have changed, get on the right page. |
If a finger must be raised, there’s only our up bringers to blame. |
If a finger must be raised, then let it be the middle one. |