I couldn’t take it anymore and finally did a cover of this wonderful song by Brooke Fraser, which I was exposed to by Lorr a couple years back when Sycamore played it at LOAH. This version just has shoddy acoustic guitar and even shoddier singing — we should really replace that singer. Maybe in the near future I’ll add some drums and sexy piano/guitar riffs eh?
…but here we go:
Lyrics:
Friend, it’s getting late
We should be going
We’ve been sat here beneath these flickering neons for hours
while I am cracking their code, you are deciphering me
for i am a mystery, I am a locked room in a tall towerOh can you feel the gravity falling, calling us home?
Oh, did you see the stars colliding, shining just to show we belong?
We belong.Your telescope eyes see everything clearly
My vision is blurred but i know what i heard echoing all around
while I am tuning you in, you are deciphering me
not such a mystery, not such a faint in a far away soundIt’s love, it’s love that holds us
We will be alright
It’s truth, it’s truth that shows us
If we’ll walk in it’s (his) lightOh can you feel the gravity falling, calling us home?
Oh, did you see the stars colliding, shining just to show we belong?Oh can you feel the gravity falling, calling us home? (we belong)
Oh, did you see the stars colliding, shining goes to show we belong?
We belong.