| Artist: Merchant Ships | Album: Shipsography | Song: Old Grey | Lyrics:
We are about to set our sails for the new lands, where we only know what we bring,
Where we can breathe without harm; we escaped the smoke, and no we will not forgive you.
Don’t expect to get our phone calls, we heard you enough already.
Please don’t think we’ll forget you, but don’t think that we’ll miss you;
In time you will just be a ghost, one that we don’t even know. In time, you will just be nothing.
We will look back at the fire and remember what it was, realizing why we’re leaving and rebuilding “providence”,
I love you, I loved you never, remember the times we can’t have back, but fuck the past;
Soon we’ll be alright; we’ve made plans to hold up our heads high. |