The Older One - The Collection

Where’s the «you» that we all used to love?

When the spirit came upon you like a dove?

And your love felt exactly like ours was

Well, I can’t believe it’s not enough

Since the day that you died your hair black

We were worried that the serpent would snap

You never know when you might be attacked

And once you go, you can never come back

But now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about

I always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth

But you find peace within the river’s sounds

And your love was received through a sieve

And it left a small crease in your gifts

And furrowed brows on the way that you live

Well, I can’t believe the things you did

To find light in the darkest of rooms

To find sun in the smallest of moons

To find that everyone dies too soon

So why not love the road to ruin?

But now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about

I always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth

But you find peace within the river’s sounds

You taught me movement sometimes can be safe

When I was always scared to run away

Tired of lines we’re told that we should trace

Drawn by pens of someone else’s faith

Well, I’ve always loved the pictures that yours paints

Now the current pulls you out toward that ocean we spoke about

I always thought that all we needed lived around its mouth

But you find peace within the river’s sounds