Текст песни Oaks and Willows - Fortunate Ones

Here we stand
Oaks and willows hand in hand
A breath of air, a grain of sand
Holding hard to what we have
And if we bend
Yes, if we break
We′ll try and fall for something's sake
In this game of chance and give and take
To tempt or choose a borrowed fate
Where all that we are is all that we′ll ever be
And now it's so clear to me
We're hanging on the breeze
And it′s hard to say
And it′s harder still to know
We knew we'd have to let this go
Here and gone before we know
All that we are is all that we′ll ever be
And now it's so clear to me
We′re hanging on the breeze
We knew it all along
Here and gone

And memories fade like plans we hatched but never laid
A summer sun gives way to grey
Like words we hide and never say
Like all that we are is all that we'll ever be
And now it′s so clear to me
We're hanging on the breeze
Where the weight of your heart could swallow you whole
We spend our whole lives chasing something we may never know
It's hard to say
And it′s harder still to know
We knew we′d have to let this go