Battleworn

Come in here
Your clothes are looking battleworn
You can stay a while
You know the war will still be on
Don’t be thinking that it’s over
The door is open for the things that can’t be bought
'Cause I see
Your Sun’s orbited off the page
And the colours that you hide
Are telling me that we’re not painting rainbows anymore
You’ve been hiding out
From the ghosts you dredged up from the past
When you run on broken dreams
You only get cut up from all the glass
Don’t be thinking that it’s over
The door is open when you need a faith restored
'Cause I see
Your Sun’s orbited off the page
And the colours that you hide
Are telling me that we’re not painting
Rainbows, we’re not painting rainbows anymore
Come in here
Your clothes are looking battleworn
'Cause I see
Your Sun’s orbited off the page
And the colours that you hide
Are telling me that we’re not
Painting rainbows, we’re not painting rainbows
'Cause I see
Your Sun’s orbited off the page
And the colours that you hide
Are telling me that we’re not painting
Rainbows, we’re not painting rainbows anymore
Your Sun’s orbited off the page
And the colours that you hide
Are telling me that we’re not painting
Rainbows, we’re not painting rainbows anymore