文本歌词

Slowburn skies skies skies
Birds on a silent lake
Tied to the maps we make filled with diversions
Oh what have we done
What have we done to this
Oh where do we go
Where do we go from here
Shouldn't we try
To wake up the child in our eyes
Before the wolves find glory
Rewind and take it all back to one
Hold on oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on oh this brightheart brightheart
Brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart
Hold on oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on oh this brightheart will never be the same
Hold on oh this brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart
Brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart brightheart