Brand New - Foreign Fields, SYML

In the mirror fall away, when you’re face to face

Finally tears drop, you’re letting the tears drop

Filling up your heart again when you’re face to face

Reincarnate, the mirror falls away

The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it

When you’re face down on, find your way home

But finally you feel it, the first time that you need it

On the crown of your lips on my way home

Broken down, lost in my mind, are you calling my name?

I think that I can hear you, I need to be near you

The shadow figure open the light, I am face to face

Reincarnate, the mirror falls away

The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it

When you’re face down on, find your way home

Finally you feel it, the first time that you need it

On the crown of your lips on my way home

I’m feeling brand new

I’m feeling brand new

Talk to me to see it through, see it through

I’m feeling brand new

I’m feeling brand new

Talk to me to see it through, see it through

The first time that you hear it, speaking when you’ll need it

When you’re face down on, find your way home

But finally you feel it, the first time that you need it

(I'm feeling brand new)

On the crown of your lips on my way home

(I'm feeling brand new)

The first time that you hear it (I'm feeling brand new)

Speaking when you’ll need it (I'm feeling brand new)

When you’re face down on (I'm feeling)

Find your way home (I'm feeling brand new)

But finally you feel it (I'm feeling brand new)

The first time that you need it (I'm feeling brand new)

On the crown of your lips on my way home (I'm feeling)

Lungs filled with air, struggling to catch our breath

We have lost our way along the southern path

Used between here and now, I know they are there

Stories pile up, increasing circles

The grip of the soil turning earth trapped deep in the wild

Breathless, eyes closed, we search for answers outside

In decades, a flightless flight

We fill years upon a grave

The words are buried there

Between years trapped together, January to January

Working to find our way home

And we finally feel it as the rain and trees clear up

Future, past, we are here

The air is exhausted

We are home