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Barefoot McCoy – Late lyrics
We were raised on tips of icebergs
Waiting for the tide to turn
We were made to live like fire
Without fear of getting burned
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
We’ve been grounded with the beggars
Carving scars into the earth
We’ve been shouting for the favors
But our world is looking hurt
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
We’re returning to the glaciers
Troubled by the things we’ve heard
We’d prefer to stay forever
But the skies are looking cursed
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
Waiting for the tide to turn
We were made to live like fire
Without fear of getting burned
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
We’ve been grounded with the beggars
Carving scars into the earth
We’ve been shouting for the favors
But our world is looking hurt
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
We’re returning to the glaciers
Troubled by the things we’ve heard
We’d prefer to stay forever
But the skies are looking cursed
We would like to write our future
But we haven’t found the words
And ohhh
Our souls will break these stones
Our lives have made us cold
We’re told our years are few
Oh, the time feels late
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