Words Fall Apart
Josh Woodward
We’re here at the start, where the words fall apart
Where language is lost in the wind
The syllables sway, in an ancient ballet
The meaningless sounds that we sing
Sleep, baby, sleep, baby
Sleep till the feeling is gone
Sleep, baby, sleep, baby
Everything’s new in the dawn
The faces and sounds, where the truth goes to drown
In the deepest expanse of the sea
Our dreams and our hopes are concealed in codes
And no one would dare hold the key
Sleep, baby, sleep, baby
Sleep till the feeling is gone
Sleep, baby, sleep, baby
Everything’s new in the dawn
Everything’s new in the dawn