The Ocean Collective - Holocene lyrics

Brace yourself you feel nothing
But, you see your limbs are black and frozen

A swell of ice descends from the North
Caps the land old thoughts under the surface

Lift me up into the stratosphere
It's cold and breathing becomes a challenge

I'm floating high (High)
Bird's eye perspective sets you free
Now let me take my distance

We are alone
So save your sentimental considerations
For the moment when it hit's
No hideout, no safe retreat

We are alone
So save your sentimental considerations
For the moment when it hit's
No hideout, no safe retreat

You feel so disconnected, and yes, I get it
But there is just no
Point in further confrontation
Dysfunctional communication skills
You undermine our mutual resolution strategy
With your condescending patronising
Habitus of false modesty

Lift me up into the stratosphere
It's cold and breathing becomes a challenge

I'm floating high bird's eye perspective
Sets you free now let me take my distance