i can hear the wind that speaks through the pines
you and me down here still changing our minds.
i am stuck inside the old design,
bending with these words that bend all the time.
bound by the earth or what it brings forth.
bound by what we've seen and by what we've heard.
though these forms may limit us so much,
i hold onto my song i hold onto my love.
i'll not leave the island for weeks,
bury my fate down under her keep,
and watch the change of what we can or cannot see.
it means more each time it repeats.
credits
from Old Design,
released May 18, 2015
Tyler - vocals, guitar
Katie - vocals, rhodes
Harry - drums, vocals
Jesse - bass, guitar
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