Helm - Tow'rs

I could see my breath in the cold June morning air

The sun was pouring in over your mother’s hair

I was biting my bottom lip and speaking with walls

I was holding with a white knuckled grip

What wasn’t mine anymore

All I have wanted was those sweet words you said

Living is when you’re broken like bread

Oh, how those sweet Billows roll

Carry me, carry me, carry me home

We were waiting like sailors for the edge of the land

Taming my life with the ropes in my hands

We thought it so bitter, dark clouds taking clear skies

Turns out the rain gave us life

All I have wanted was those sweet words you said

Living is when you’re broken like bread

Oh, how those sweet Billows roll

Carry me, carry me, carry me home

No matter how hard I tried

Wrestle the helm from the waves of life

Just because we’re breathing doesn’t mean we’re alive

You’re the sweetest reason I’ve come to find

All I have wanted was those sweet words that said

Living is when you’re broken like bread

Oh, how those sweet Billows roll

And carry me, carry me, carry me home

Sweet Billows Roll

And carry me, carry me, carry me home

Carry me, carry me, carry me home

Carry me, carry me, carry me home