Shoulder - ZERBIN

Tides, coursing through your bones

Coursing through your blood

And through your mind

All of your memories and the past

Light the fire son and leave it and

Fall, into the beating of your heart

Like the beat up on the battle lines

Yea no matter what they’ve said it’ll be alright

‘Cause I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your shoulder

I’ll be your common ground

I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your hold up

Someone that you can count

Stall, the words up on your lips

Lay them soft under the cool night

Under the rhythm of your breath

And our bodies in the moonlight

Rise, up to a vision of your fear

Like a ghost about to pull tight

And tell that devil it’s enough

Yea he’s gone run out of time

‘Cause I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your shoulder

I’ll be your common ground

I’ll be, I’ll be, I’ll be your «hold up»

Someone that you can count