Hourglass on Atlantic; The Sea of Atlas

Sleeping at Last's Yearbook EP - June!

The Sea of Atlas
Through wires and waves our voices carry
Such careful words that we can barely speak out loud
We found an ocean when we needed land
We drowned in words when we needed a hand
So we plead for night and the sun keeps spilling light

There's a fine line, a fine line in between
Our progress and our instability
We can't help ourselves but hunt for more
A design flaw or the olive branch that proves the shore
The catalyst we've waited for

We live and die under the thumb of fear
As though the finish line will merely disappear
If we take one less step even to catch our breath


Hourglass
We're taking turns
At shattering apart
At least we're taking turns

How did we get so good
At dismantling these hearts
How did we ever get so good?

We dress our best
To receive their sympathy
At our worst we dress our best?

"Time heals all"
According to these greeting cards
Oh how we'd rather time resets

If we could turn the hourglass we would
If we could move a grain of sand we would
If we could find our way back we would

Our minds keep spinning webs
Of question marks and regrets
Will our minds keep spinning webs

I once heard honest words;
"Though nothing may ever be the same
The heart keeps widening for change"