Montana
Music by Marcus Warner and Aiden Appleton
Break, fall to my knees when it thundered
Hide it right out of the way
Take, all of my seas that are sundered
The tide will be out any day
All of my sorrows, I'd leave till tomorrow
We could just stay in this place
But here I am stalling, hear how she's calling
I might just be leaving too late
Woo...
I hoped I would find, there'd be some kind of sign, only then
Woo...
We drove through the pines, where we lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time, once again
Where did so many days go
Dark, speak to my senses in passing
The forest we stand in will burn
Stark, weakened defences by asking
And now I've got nowhere to turn
All of this pleasure, I'll take in each measure
The silence I'll gladly receive
But now comes the roaring, I'm desperately crawling
And pain in my chest when I breathe
Woo...
I hoped I would find, there'd be some kind of sign, only then
Woo...
We drove through the pines, where we lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time ...
Montana
Music by Marcus Warner and Aiden Appleton
Break, fall to my knees when it thundered
Hide it right out of the way
Take, all of my seas that are sundered
The tide will be out any day
All of my sorrows, I'd leave till tomorrow
We could just stay in this place
But here I am stalling, hear how she's calling
I might just be leaving too late
Woo...
I hoped I would find, there'd be some kind of sign, only then
Woo...
We drove through the pines, where we lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time, once again
Where did so many days go
Dark, speak to my senses in passing
The forest we stand in will burn
Stark, weakened defences by asking
And now I've got nowhere to turn
All of this pleasure, I'll take in each measure
The silence I'll gladly receive
But now comes the roaring, I'm desperately crawling
And pain in my chest when I breathe
Woo...
I hoped I would find, there'd be some kind of sign, only then
Woo...
We drove through the pines, where we lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time, once again
Lost track of time ...