Tekst piosenki:
Contact sent us down the river
White waters led to our retreat
Trees and towers took their turn to tumble
Faith of all young eyes
Lost in gold
Jesus sang for his cross and crown
How nothings been before the lord
Unto his hands and wrists
I lay my palm
Could it be better?
You can play the long game
Waves of rain remind me of mistakes ive made
Troubles
One by one
Drunken
Down
Winter skies are drawn high like a loaded gun
Smiles of brothers died
At the way things were
Jesus sang for his cross and crown
How nothings been before the lord
Unto his hands and wrists
I lay my palm
Could it be better?