This Place Is Painted Red - Deas Vail

I get up and I walk away.

I swear I won’t get caught in this mold.

I live in sacred days.

What’s the point if I’m reconciling past postitions.

I am so naïve.

I am so naïve.

Put the pressure on.

I’m only human but I’ll do this if you will speak through me.

Take me to that place.

I was a boy there.

I was so alive but now I am lost in life.

So my friend you tell me over and over.

And I said again.

Why won’t you open up?

I want to be held again as the walls are falling down.

Cause I forget what it was like before you were asleep there underground.

Give me back my life I am so weary.

I am barely breathing.

When can we sail away.

If you’re the open skies then I am the ocean and horizons make the place we can

meet again.

Why won’t you open up?

I want to be held again as the walls are falling down.

Cause I forget what it was like before you were asleep there underground.

We were so lost.