Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Passing, artist - Lord of the Isles.
Date of issue: 30.04.2020
Song language: English
Passing |
To you, my love |
I leave the second best beds |
The worlds dragged up dregs and drowned regrets |
Lakes that have bled their dappled beauty are long dead and dread |
So that every time you place a foot |
The thought that the ground could come loose |
Parades through your head |
I’ll leave your lungs and loves unfed |
Your green spaces stained red |
I’ll leave |
Taking with me all I’ve found and instead |
You can have whatever’s left |
To you I hand down a horizon |
Marked by my mistakes |
Fires, fakes |
Days comprising a season-less haze |
And a lifetime’s fight for intangible change |
A place void of brightness |
Not the world I knew |
But a charcoal likeness |
And a tightness in your frail chest |
So that, at best? |
You’ll get to see your twenties through |
And I would give you |
The sky if I could |
But it’s too scored and scorched from long haul holidays |
So for my youngest i leave an apology |
That you will never let the citrus lick of dew stain your fingers |
Nor the smell that lingers after the rain |
Frame your autumn days |
I’m sorry |
For the still nights |
When you won’t be looking up at stars |
Charting those stories that should have been ours; |
The powerless pyre in the pit of your being |
For bequeathing that feeling |
I can only apologise |
Cos i chose to turn the other cheek |
Turn my back |
Keep my eyes firmly closed… |
As if I didn’t know |
That this world is not a temporary home |
It’s not on loan |
It’s not due back as soon as I am gone |
We might just be passing through |
What are we passing on? |