Wait For the Echoes

Duration

4:00

Genres

New Folk

Lyrics

Wait For The Echoes With the weight of it all hanging over my head like a raincloud I will set off in search of a piece of the new, morning sun And I carefully stack all the new thoughts on top of the worries And hope my Tower of Babel will bring me closer to You So let me pour my wine into a goblet filled with holes Then I'll wonder why it only falls to the floor Let me sing my songs into empty holes and wait for the echoes Then I'll go back to my home with a heavy load With something I stole wrapped up in some newspaper headlines I'm placing gifts at your feet that you never asked me to bring The fact that I speak only proves I don't know how to listen So I'll keep trying the door while blindly ignoring the key So let me pour my wine into a goblet filled with holes Then I'll wonder why it only falls to the floor Let me sing my songs into empty holes and wait for the echoes Then I'll go back to my home with a heavy load I shed a couple of tears and I tell You the fears that I'm facing And in a couple of years I find I have not progressed Do I love You enough for me to shut my mouth when You are speaking Or do I put on a show and hope You're entertained I've got a weight in my chest from a love void of conversation I've got a feeling that this isn't how You want it to be