lay our weapons down

Will Evans x Jeff Martin

Max Ribner :  Flugal Horn

Time is moving slow, living in the past

Staring at the frame, sweeping broken glass

Too much alcohol, or maybe not enough

You’ve been moving on, and I’ve been feeling stuck

What you gonna do

When you hit the ground

A distant memory buried in the ground

What you gonna do

When you hit the ground

We could start a war

Or lay our weapons down

Settle in.. cause I’ve been here before

The medicine.. just makes me want it more

I don’t want to live this way

We pull into the pharmacy

All you needs a name a date

To put your feelings, put your feelings down

I don’t want to see you settle

We could write a whole new tempo

The wilderness will be our temple

And all that’s lost , all thats lost is found.

What you gonna do

When you hit the ground

A distant memory buried in the ground

What you gonna do

When you hit the ground

We could start a war

Or lay our weapons down

How are you supposed to love another until you love yourself?

Meet me in the moon light

Over in the garden

You were on your way out

While I was just arriving