Embark
Hold still i got your hands inside my hands still
Description of good feeling overkill
It's something i can't explain
It's a different kind of sane
I'll clear up a day or two
I'll put all my work in queue
I'm too restless but i can move
Just to enjoy this view
This is my blood and mold
Every moment of it is such gold and I'm gonna cherish the hell out of it
You got me
My guard was way down low
The shiver kicked in blow by blow
Every time you make a sound
It cleanse my mind filled in with doubt
I'm a stray to all of this town
I can't settle to my own groun
Make it seem that its all brand new
Just to enjoy this view
This is my blood and mold
Every moment of it is such gold and I'm gonna cherish the hell out of it
This is my blood and mold
Every moment of it is such gold and I'm gonna cherish the hell out of it
Writer/s: Freedom Town
