Tribes of Asaph - Far Behind lyrics

Nails in walls hold frames of thoughts Handprints in melting snow we almost forgot We rent a space in a crowded maze We speak in whispers to the things we cannot face We're falling out of our fears Shape of purple vines Twisted and entwined here Wrinkled dark blue lines Far behind Sometimes we still drown In a teaspoon of water fall in Deeper in the mind games That I make and I get lost in Carry the matchbox in our pockets Take our belongings Move away with our hearts locked in We're falling out of our fears Shape of purple vines Twisted and entwined here Wrinkled dark blue lines Far behind So the cold is creeping in slowly knowing Time mends all wounds We’ve grown so much wiser And we know the Ocean will heal When we sit out When we look out From behind