The Joy Formidable - The Hurdle lyrics
[The Joy Formidable - The Hurdle lyrics]
I lost a place that I loved it disappeared
Into the woods where it belonged
That cool spot on a spun parched ridge
That watery pool where the animals drink
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's what our brothers believed
It was the land the land of milk and honey
That you just watched
Being pummeled like putty
Come back to haunt all things are two
Come back to test as long as it's new
I'm tired of talk i'm tired of news
Hear the herd herd the herd
Sleep on whatever you do
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's where our mother lived
Would you tell her now
The worth of tiny things that gather round
Untie an end that's sealed
That's sealed
In the vast space it's always sealed
We won't see
All the debris we're certain to leave
Do you hear that sound
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's why our mother believed believed
Would you tell her now
Would you tell her now what would she say
The works of tiny things
Sell the stars, two by two
Just like sheep with a sail behind
On and on on and on
On and on when will it stop?
Into the woods where it belonged
That cool spot on a spun parched ridge
That watery pool where the animals drink
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's what our brothers believed
It was the land the land of milk and honey
That you just watched
Being pummeled like putty
Come back to haunt all things are two
Come back to test as long as it's new
I'm tired of talk i'm tired of news
Hear the herd herd the herd
Sleep on whatever you do
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's where our mother lived
Would you tell her now
The worth of tiny things that gather round
Untie an end that's sealed
That's sealed
In the vast space it's always sealed
We won't see
All the debris we're certain to leave
Do you hear that sound
Do you hear that sound
The hurdle crashing down
Do you miss that breeze
That's why our mother believed believed
Would you tell her now
Would you tell her now what would she say
The works of tiny things
Sell the stars, two by two
Just like sheep with a sail behind
On and on on and on
On and on when will it stop?