Dust On The Ground - Bombay Bicycle Club

It’s that ancient love

That you won’t outgrow

It’s the fee you pay

It’s the debt you owe

Is that subtle way

That you throw me down

I am inches above

The dust on the ground

I await your call

I await your crown

Lets change our roads

And chase them all around

Is that such a way

You throw me down

I am inches above

The dust on the ground

And all is quiet

All is quiet now

And all is silent

All is silent now

Now I don’t hide it I don’t hide it now

It’s that ancient love

That just moves along

And there’s an itch so slight

Even when you’re gone

Well I met you right

But I kept your wrong

And I must wait untill I’ve found the ground that you are walking on And all is quiet

All is quiet now

And all is silent

All is silent now

Now I don’t hide it I don’t hide it now

Now I don’t hide it I don’t hide it now