Here It Comes Again - Overhead, Nicolas Leroux, Overhead, Nicolas Leroux

Had you ever thought you might have been driven,

By forces, unsound and clear

Today again, I miss the stylish sheens of my sonic youth,

Keep me from the age of reason, sour and stale

that breaks the wings of will and kills me on,

I miss you, shelters of mine,

Driven by horses, dark and swell

A night like this and the night before

I’ve done my best but there’s no one to tell…

To keep me from the edge of resign, sour and stale,

That breaks the wings of will and kills me on

But stay!

it’s only turning

and we’ll be breathing out

the wind of surrender, like a new born illusion

Driven by horses, dark and swell