When We Hit the Ground - Figurines

Where is the passion the love and the action that lies

Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try?

They won’t hear you, your face is clear

But your voice is not around

You give them reasons, they can’t retrieve

Are you prepared for another round?

Where is the passion the love and the action that lies

Beneath all the glamour, the chores and the daily things you try?

They won’t hear you, your face is clear

But your voice is not around

You give them reasons, they can’t retrieve

Are you prepared for the second round?

Drawn tighter around your neck

Drawn tighter around your head

But this is how it sounds

When we both hit the ground

Stalking commotion, the bays and the oceans' might

You wander for hours but still you’re lacking behind

They won’t hear you, your face is clear

But your voice is not around

You give them reasons, they can’t retrieve

Are you prepared for another round?

Drawn tighter around your neck

Drawn tighter around your head

But this is how it sounds

When we both hit the ground