Рет қаралды 116,854
Resin:
In your ribs
I see more than bones
Something lost
I had long ago
All the words are meaning so much more
As you say them without a clause
Now I'm letting all you in
You caught me falling
In white water
An open hand
You found my wreck
In pieces there
And all my resin
Glowing red
Could turn to amber, I will still be there.
Written by Dustin Tebbutt and Harrison Storm
Produced by Dustin Tebbutt
Horn arrangement by Ross Irwin
Drums: Josh Schuberth
Distributed by Gyrostream