paroles de chanson Foregone - Tow'rs

It's late March and your Christmas lights are still gutter strung
Like a dead star that it's light is still carrying on
You say if you are free, you shouldn't have to go and say it
Well, from your mouth spills your heart a story to discredit

Forgone, forgone
It's time I be moving on
Forgone, forgone
Easier said than done

The figures don't quite add up, the sum don't balance out
Your heart has found a truth, but your mind keeps finding doubt
But then the sun, it cracks like a yoke upon the roof
And from the darkness, you can see good medicine's in you

Forgone, forgone
It's time I be moving on
Forgone, forgone
Easier said than done

Reduced it to its edges, suck the marrow dry
The season's run its course, the road has passed you by
But you will stand again and wear your chin held high
Sing it in refrain, oh, the beauty it is to try

Forgone, forgone
It's time I be moving on
Forgone, forgone
Easier said than done

Moving on, moving on
Moving on, moving on
Easier said than done