Текст песни Shoot the Sky - Circa Waves

Wait, I will not shoot if I know myself
I′ll be hanging up my boots
Oh I'm too late
And I′m, sticking to the ground
It's not all that I found
And I got nothing to show, for you
But I know where to go
Getting lost, there's nowhere near you know
It′s pretty far
Now, you′re shooting at this high
I've drank myself dry
And I need my home
But I, will not be lost and found
If I can find some higher ground
To put the world to right
But I know where to go
Getting lost, there′s nowhere near you know
Yes pretty far
And all my common sense I spent on you
Oh we'll do it all again
Pretty soon