Texty: William Fitzsimmons. Gold in the Shadow. Let You Break.

To cut out the figure
The grounding of this
Let melancholic drown

To greener reminders
Of better pastures
You're beautiful and found

Embattled walls that I have raised
To only bring you down
A fortune I would gladly trade
To swim within the sound

I wish you would
I wish you would

I will never, I will never
I will never let you break
I will never, I will never
I will never let you break

The burn of the summer
When I first saw you
Still upon my brow

The gentle refusal
The fear you flourish
Let peel away from now

The red that I have run so long
The penchant for this flight
The memory of this overcomes
Lifting now to light

I wish you would
I wish you would

I will never, I will never
I will never let you break
I will never, I will never
I will never let you break

I will never, I will never
I will never let you break
I will never, I will never
I will never let you break