Plucked - Rachel Goswell

Breathing life through these windows

This city’s rising fast

You’re caught up in this tailwind

Burning bridges as you go

You say is it too much to ask

If you could stay a while over here

Follow through with these feelings

Of colours running wild

Accepting that your promises

Aren’t worth their weight in gold

You say is it too much to ask

If you could stay a while

Over here

If you could stay a while

Over here

If you could stay a while

Over here