Gazpacho - The Walk lyrics
[Gazpacho - The Walk lyrics]
Here's the map of the land
Pour it through your old hand
Give me more sand more sand
Help is here within the snake
Home is here while you're awake
The end is near it's dancing in the
Sand and then you'll be mosaic
Help is near we made a plan
Move your feet through no man's land
If I know there'll be no back home to be had
In the bitterness of truth
Where the curve of the horizon
Feels like walking through a masterpiece
Of evening blue in unread books
And I fell but I can get up
Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun it's on your head
Into beyond
In the bitterness of you
And the bird is so golden
Feel like walking through a starry night
The sky is bright and burning
And I fell but I still manage
Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun it's on your head
Into beyond
Close your eyes it's all around you
And now the wires are all too tight
I've fallen look around you
I'm the love you learned today
I took a turn in my way and I shook the tide
The plane is but a spec and Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men the sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice-capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is feminine so then
The eyes do not see anymore
Close your eyes it's all around you
The head's a blanket of decay
Spirit's dancing all around you
Dusty coral lazy grey
I'm the one to survive this
Soul is curled up tight
The plane is but a spec and Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men the sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice-capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is primitive man
So we do not speak anymore
Close your eyes now it's all around you
And you feel the wires are all too tight
If I know there'll be no back home
Beyond beyond into unknown
Pour it through your hand
Here's a map of the land the horizon
And the bird so golden
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
The long haul back in no direction
And no one knows we're ok
And the curve of the horizon a masterpiece
Survival on adrenaline it's over soon
Doesn't everyone have their own walk to walk
Doesn't everyone
Pour it through your old hand
Give me more sand more sand
Help is here within the snake
Home is here while you're awake
The end is near it's dancing in the
Sand and then you'll be mosaic
Help is near we made a plan
Move your feet through no man's land
If I know there'll be no back home to be had
In the bitterness of truth
Where the curve of the horizon
Feels like walking through a masterpiece
Of evening blue in unread books
And I fell but I can get up
Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun it's on your head
Into beyond
In the bitterness of you
And the bird is so golden
Feel like walking through a starry night
The sky is bright and burning
And I fell but I still manage
Which right do I have to believe you
Leave the wreck in the sun it's on your head
Into beyond
Close your eyes it's all around you
And now the wires are all too tight
I've fallen look around you
I'm the love you learned today
I took a turn in my way and I shook the tide
The plane is but a spec and Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men the sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice-capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is feminine so then
The eyes do not see anymore
Close your eyes it's all around you
The head's a blanket of decay
Spirit's dancing all around you
Dusty coral lazy grey
I'm the one to survive this
Soul is curled up tight
The plane is but a spec and Prevot has a gun
One bullet two men the sky is white
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
His shoulders are like ice-capped
Mountains in the sand
Curve of the horizon is primitive man
So we do not speak anymore
Close your eyes now it's all around you
And you feel the wires are all too tight
If I know there'll be no back home
Beyond beyond into unknown
Pour it through your hand
Here's a map of the land the horizon
And the bird so golden
Feels like a magic carpet
Come fly a dying man
The long haul back in no direction
And no one knows we're ok
And the curve of the horizon a masterpiece
Survival on adrenaline it's over soon
Doesn't everyone have their own walk to walk
Doesn't everyone