Unsung - Brett Anderson

Plans, all those intricate plans,

Left like gloves on the railings,

Slipping through your hands.

Clouds, those impossible clouds

Are gathering now.

Soar like a love song

That stutters, life-long

Unsung

Soar like a swallow,

That cycles life-long

Unsung

And it’s all in your head,

And it’s all in your head,

And it’s all,

Slipping through your hands

Soar like a love song

That stutters all life-long

And life is Your love song unsung

Soar like a love song,

Yes life is Your love song unsung

And it’s all in your head

And it’s all in your head

And it’s…

Soar like a love song

That stutters all life-long

Yes, life is Your love song unsung.