It Won't Be Long - Branches

All of the sadness and all of the tears

Bottled and labeled and locked up for years

'Til my alarm clock tied up my tongue

White flag was soaked with the sorrows I’d wrung

Then as the floodgates ripped from their seams

All I had stored like a stampede, it seemed

The ensuing earthquake sent jars to the ground

The glass shattering in a symphonic sound

There in the chaos, the waves and the glass

The unending questions, like nets that were cast

All I could here was the echoes respond

«It won’t be long, it won’t be long.»

It won’t be long, it won’t be long

It won’t be long, it won’t be long

It won’t be long, it won’t be long

It won’t be long, it won’t be long

It won’t be long, it won’t be long

Be long, be long, be long, be

Be long, be long, be long, be long

Be long, be long, be long, be long

Be long, be long, be long, be long

Be long, be long, be long, be long

Be long, be long, be long, be long

Be long, be long, be long, be long