Eager enough to reel at 5 am
But I’ve got no calmness that my grandfather had
Broken spirit in those ol’ boots
Let the ache now take you there soon
I’ve been trying, but I’ve been told
That I’ve been nothing, noting good evermore
In this sky, in this scope, in this town
Where I’ve been held down for too long
There’s no need to count the costs
Through this water there’s unseen blue light
Frozen ground and goose bumps
Wash your cheek we can still make it out
I’ve been trying but I’ve been told
That I’ve achieved nothing, noting good evermore
In this sky, in this scope, in this town
Where I’ve been held down for too long
Eager enough to reel at 5 am
But I’ve got no calmness that my grandfather had
