Slipping Away

Album: Fading West (2014)
  • Remember coming home at four in the morning
    Before the sun was up
    Back when the east was a fire of gold
    Just waiting for the rest of the sky to fall in love, hey

    Our hope is just a metaphor, of something better
    For all of our dreams tonight
    And fear is just a shadow of the things that matter the most
    And I fear that I'm losing hope tonight

    Oh oh
    I feel like I'm dreaming
    Oh oh
    Staring up at the ceiling
    Oh oh
    It's four in the morning
    I can't sleep and it feels like a warning
    Oh oh
    You wouldn't believe me
    If I could say it just the way that I'm feeling
    Oh oh
    The words that I wanted to say
    I feel them slipping away

    Remember that kid with the quivering lip
    Whose heart was on his sleeve like a first aid kit
    Where are you now, where are you now?

    Remember that kid, didn't know when to quit
    I still lose my breath when I think about it
    Oh, where'd you go?
    (Oh where'd you go?)

    Oh oh
    I feel like I'm dreaming
    Oh oh
    Staring up at the ceiling
    Oh oh
    It's four in the morning
    I can't sleep and it feels like a warning
    Oh oh
    You wouldn't believe me
    If I could say it just the way that I'm feeling
    Oh oh
    The words that I wanted to say
    I feel them slipping away

    I know this isn't what you had wanted
    Past words in the present are haunting us now
    And on and on and on and on
    My heartbeat could tell you it's urgent
    I try to shout but the words don't come out
    I feel I'm slipping away

    Oh oh
    I feel like I'm dreaming
    Oh oh
    Staring up at the ceiling
    Oh oh
    It's four in the morning
    I can't sleep and it feels like a warning
    Oh oh
    You wouldn't believe me
    If I could say it just the way that I'm feeling
    Oh oh
    The words that I wanted to say
    I feel them slipping away, oh (I feel them slipping away) Writer/s: JON FOREMAN, TIM FOREMAN
    Publisher: THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
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