Next Year's Coming

Maybe riding like the post, you’ll spring up in surprise
A symbol of you and I, we’re standing tall and still
And with your safe delivery my mind will start unravelling
And shed it all, these layers of thought away
Because there’s only room for thinking one thing
I’m tired of lines of walls and floors
With different treats behind heavy doors
And the building screeches like it’s feeling sore
Oh yeah, I have felt that feeling before
Oh yeah, I have felt that feeling before
We’ll just sit like this, tightening our grip
Trying to keep like this to stop next year coming
We’ll just sit like this, tightening our grip
Trying to keep like this to stop next year coming
And maybe as our fingers touch it will rain and snow outside so much
That we have to stay, we have to stay in here
And they’ll close off every road to try avoid another crash
Yeah maybe that will buy us a little while
Oh yeah, maybe we could live in denial
Oh yeah, maybe we could live in denial
We’ll just sit like this, tightening our grip
Trying to keep like this to stop next year coming
We’ll just sit like this, tightening our grip
Trying to keep like this to stop next year coming