Texty: New Atlantic. The Streets, The Sounds, The Love.

Rise and fall how it suits you, like you want to
Backyard stares colored deep blue in a warm dew
Intoxicated in cause to effect how you won't be, now you can't breathe
You can't call on the rise to the fall just to warn you

I looked back on happenstance and I saw the rain fall
I sat down on broken plans and pride
You've given up
Stripped down to the typical
It goes on and on, it won't come back it's done

Rise and fall
Lay down on your back tonight
Sing softly hindered melodies
Intoxicated in cause to effect how you won't be, now you can't breathe
You can't call on the rise to the fall just to warn you

I looked back on happenstance and I saw the rain fall
I sat down on broken plans and pride
You've given up
Stripped down to the typical
It goes on and on, it won't come back it's done

You've given up
Loud songs shouting heavy thoughts
It goes on and on, you can't come back, it's gone

To never love somebody
To never see the stars from the ground
To never taste cold water
When it's all turned upside-down
To never love somebody
You never felt the chill of the air
To never taste cold water with regard to your affair

The streets, the sounds, the love