They were
They were recording enough music for two albums
Thats was pre-meditated
Ther weren't just like
"Let's make a record and we'll pick the best ten or twelve songs"
It was from day one
"We're making two albums"
We're still here
(Ain't leaving)
Build here
(Late evening)
March till the sun goes down
And felt this landscape breathing
A blurred line came between them
You want to know if I'm chasing dreams or escaping demons
Though it's a sign when you're loaded on the road all the time
Woke up to find I was at home
And didn't know it was mine
Sobered up fine, took it slower, know what's blowing my mind
Had a baby boy to focus my devotion and time
Now my, hands tied, man this life don't get easier
My Nan died, older son got leukemia
World spinning like a poltergeist
Tried to take my own advice
And transfer this anguish into my only voice
Took a breather when I knew it was a problem
Now take a look at Sia, something beautiful can blossom
And find some time to release this record
But sometimes, sun shine when you least expect it
That love you got for me, for real I'm humbled honestly
And still make me feel like I hit the fucking lottery
We steel up our fist to fill the abyss
Mr friends, it gets no realer than this, we just continue on...
Two years, one album, nothing left just writing this song
Continue on
No apologies, my whole discography been righting my wrongs
We arrive in the night
We come alive in the night
(Come alive in the night)
Strip the sky of its colour, we'll run the expanse in the absence of light
Walking under stars, we breathe the night
(Breathe the night)