Sleeping At Last | "Touch" by Sleeping At Last (Official Music Video) @SleepingAtLast1 | Uploaded 3 years ago | Updated 17 hours ago
Created by Tom Shea & Michael Means
http://Instagram.com/tomfoxshea
http://Instagram.com/meanstoalens
"Touch" is from "Atlas: II" by Sleeping At Last - fanlink.to/Atlas2
Lyrics:
TOUCH
when will i feel this
as vivid as it truly is,
fall in love in a single touch,
and fall apart when it hurts too much?
can we skip past near-death clichés
where my heart restarts, as my life replays?
all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.
i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again.
rain or shine, i don’t feel a thing,
just some information upon my skin.
i miss the subtle aches when the weather changed,
the barometric pressure we always blamed.
all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.
invisible machinery,
these moving parts inside of me
well, they’ve been shutting down for quite some time,
leaving only rust behind.
well i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again,
oh God i want to feel again.
down my arms, a thousand satellites
suddenly discover signs of life.
http://sleepingatlast.com
Created by Tom Shea & Michael Means
http://Instagram.com/tomfoxshea
http://Instagram.com/meanstoalens
"Touch" is from "Atlas: II" by Sleeping At Last - fanlink.to/Atlas2
Lyrics:
TOUCH
when will i feel this
as vivid as it truly is,
fall in love in a single touch,
and fall apart when it hurts too much?
can we skip past near-death clichés
where my heart restarts, as my life replays?
all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.
i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again.
rain or shine, i don’t feel a thing,
just some information upon my skin.
i miss the subtle aches when the weather changed,
the barometric pressure we always blamed.
all i want is to flip a switch
before something breaks that cannot be fixed.
invisible machinery,
these moving parts inside of me
well, they’ve been shutting down for quite some time,
leaving only rust behind.
well i know, i know- the sirens sound
just before the walls come down.
pain is a well-intentioned weatherman
predicting God as best he can,
but God i want to feel again,
oh God i want to feel again.
down my arms, a thousand satellites
suddenly discover signs of life.
http://sleepingatlast.com
