Claire Hawkins - Foreign Voice Lyrics

By the dark of a red light
By the grace of a frozen moon
There's a fire outside
And they just came up from the roof

And I never knew I could be this young

This chaos tastes a little different
I gave up on the time like it's always been a choice
And I don't speak the language of this music
But I'm waiting on my foreign voice

We're dressed in smoke now
This night is not my own
Can't put this flame out
While it's building a home

The only responsibility

This chaos tastes a little different
I gave up on the time like it's always been a choice
And I don't speak the language of this music
But I'm waiting on my foreign voice

I already know this is a story that won't be told
Beneath the weight of everything I don't have to hold
We're not keeping track and there's nothing overhead
Without speaking up are we ever making sense

This chaos tastes a little different
I gave up on the time like it's always been a choice
And I don't speak the language of this music
But I'm working on my foreign voice