the brook

on the great blue hill, all the distance died, i became your water, as the atlas falls, let's start running over, smoothing every stone, you, move, touch, every sacred trace, i want to lose control, give you the underneath, you, us, here, i feel it tracing everywhere, just take all of me, maybe the brook won't save me, it's racing at my side, but i know, i only run high to low, maybe the brook won't carry a heavy heart that's grown, and i know, i only run high to low, forget the echo below, come to the sound that you know, that will never leave, i'm in love with vanishing, i'm in love with what could have been, and it's not real, you, move, touch, every sacred trace, i want to lose control, give you the underneath, you, us, here, i feel it tracing everywhere, just take all of me, maybe the brook won't save me, it's racing at my side, but i know, i only run high to low, maybe the brook won't carry a heavy heart that's grown, and i know, i only run high to low, you're here with me, alive with me, a glowing hearts that blinds the tired game, i'm shame, oh this valley holds your name, baby, this tower put me in the clouds, what did i see, i saw further than ever before, stitches of fields from the cliffs to the moors, and across our garden, from the town to the estuary, it falls quick into the pale blue sea, where everything becomes nothing, maybe the brook won't save me, it's racing at my side, but i know, i only run high to low, maybe the brook won't carry a heavy heart that's grown, and i know, i only run high to low