Arc
Kurt Sines
Heaving, hollow
Breathing, so slow
Upright, but tiring
Lost sight, climbing
Coming to rest, at great height
We’re formless, in the low light
In the warmth of your glow I’m alright
Though I wish I could claw back some time
I could breathe in the colours so bright
Heaving, hollow
Breathing, so slow
Upright, but tiring
Lost sight, climbing
Coming to rest, at the great height
We're formless, in the low light
In the warmth of your glow I'm alright
Thought I wish I could claw back some time
I could breathe in the colours so bright
Coming to rest, at the great height
We're formless, in the low light
In the warmth of your glow I'm alright
Thought I wish I could claw back some time
I could breathe in the colours so bright