Tom Fowkes - Closing Up Lyrics

Closing up a way here
Miles and miles of grey there
If we choose to light the load
We choose to fight the fire
Here we are now
Coast alone, forms and souls

Unloaded, got to be alone now
For got to sit and wait
I've got to sit and feel
The truth it comes from the silence
When I rest my head
The quiet stone
Peace and abundance
Peace in a bow

Mother speak to me
Brother lead with me
But this plan is burning up
Your words are worse than stains

Lover of hope
Preacher, Preacher, teacher of love
When all the fighting
Struggle for pieces
Will I win this time, if I win my own heart?
Win this time, if I win my own heart?

Win my own heart
Win your own heart
And with my own heart
Open yours