Moving Still Lyrics - Singles - Deaf Club

So lately the sun it slips 

Sedately, watch it dip 

And tasting the air is thick 

Awaiting for night to come 

Cos we are sold an aching hold to lose control 

We are we are we are 

To go under the stars 

I get so tall, I get so tall 

They cut holes in where we are 

Too sensible, too sensible 

The place I know, the face it holds 

I chase and throw a final stare 

You're moving still, I take until the final thrill 

We are we are we are 

To go under the stars 

I get so tall, I get so tall 

They cut holes in where we are 

Too sensible, too sensible 

Faintly tracing all the steps you're taking 

To the place you're waiting in the time it's taking us 

To go under the stars 

I get so tall, I get so tall 

They cut holes in where we are 

Too sensible, too sensible 

My hands hold and tear apart 

I guess they know, I guess they know 

Your eyes up, attention got 

I take it all, I take it all