Blown Light Lyrics

Run down below
Wait to go
Our water's left
In watering
The time at all
Run down to you
The walks go on
And all is moved
And every trees make rows
We emulate
Refills our souls
Where we went on the saddest day
At least that means we'll wait again
They'll find us in the deepest wood
We'll leave a trail of where we sleep
The day before us
Leave again
Inside his body
We'll relate

Please tell her I'll come home
There has to be faraway, faraway arms
Please tell her I'll come home
To build that for the wandering, wandering gone
Please tell her I'll come home
There has to be faraway, faraway arms
Please tell her I'll come home
To build that with wandering, wandering gone
Rejoice, this love, this love, this love
That stay in your eyes
Blue bounty of breezes away