Where We're Going To / Becoming

by JAMES EDGE AND THE MINDSTEP

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AA single out on 26/02/16

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released February 26, 2016

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Track Name: Where We're Going To
Well we shut the door, fell out on the street
Raise your eyes look up to see
All the light like planets falling down
When there's just a couple of friends and me
Talking physics and astronomy
Don't know form where we came or where we're going to

With fits and start and open hearts
You can't help but feel
None of this is real

Keep formation stand in line, drop your gaze look down to find
Footsteps leaving colours on the ground
There's Bohr and Einstein walking here
I've checked your face and still I fear
We don't know from where we came or where we're going to

Won't second guess or acquiesce
And can't help but feel
My heart is yours to steal

We shut our eyes and dropped to the floor
And even through the skin I saw
That you were iridescent like the stars
But I'm spitting blood and soaked in tears
And even if I leave you here
We won't know from where we came or where we're going to

Won't second guess or acquiesce
And can't help but feel
The blood and tears congeal
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Track Name: Becoming
Becoming
From In The Hills, The Cities by James Edge And The Mindstep


Drift in the swell been swept aside
Craving you one wave more
Nothing to be found / left to find
Floating away to the shore

And its a strange thing to ride
This changing tide

Breeze on the sail been blown away
Waving you my way more
Nothing to be said / left to say
You are the wave I adore

Splashing around been lost at sea
Craving your ways once more
And I'll be becoming just to be
Riding your waves to the shore