These Waters

I saw red and yellow flowers outside over the moors, yeah And brightest sunrise ever to touched my eyes Oh and through it all I stood and stumbled, waded through my thoughts and heart Yeah, through it all I fooled and fumbled, lost to the poet's frown I fought the wolves of patience just to let it lie down See these waters, they'll pull you up Oh, no, if you're bolder than the darkness My my, let these songs be an instrument to cut Oh spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness Yeah, my my, spaces 'tween the happiness and the hardness Oh yeah, out the door The touch of morning, the burning of the frost Out the door My, strong hands to hold, good friends that I never lost And what we found Down these coves of limestone and cockle shells What we found Down these roads that wander as lost as the heart Is a chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you My my chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start to you Oh my chance to breathe again, a chance for a fresh start, no Oh see these waters they'll pull you up Oh, no, if you're bolder than the darkness My my let these songs be an instrument to cut here darling These spaces between the happiness and the hardness Oh my my, spaces between the happiness and the hardness Oh my my, spaces between the happiness and the hardness Oh my my, spaces between the happiness and the hardness Oh yeah --- These Waters - Ben Howard