Giving Up - Tallies

On your back

The clouds, they seem at an angle

Fly through grass

If you ever wanted to see

Her hair on your knee

Still you stand

Dusk, as the embers, they’re burning

Fighting heaps

Cold winds are blowing

Cover me like a white fleece

You’re giving up your tables

You’re dying next to home

Found in all the essence

The fear is growing slow

Giving up, giving up

Is no shot at change

A world less blue each day

Darkness seems

Life in the light, are we able?

Feels no green

If you ever wanted to see

A never-ending string

You’re giving up your tables

You’re dying next to home

Found in all the essence

The fear is growing slow

Giving up, giving up

Is no shot at change

A world less blue each day

How did you know the world so far?

Shifting in the waves

Can’t believe we’re stars

How can I be away?

And living on, living on a swing

You’re giving up your tables

You’re dying next to home

Found in all the essence

The fear is growing slow

Giving up, giving up

Is no shot at change

A world less blue each day

Giving up, giving up

Is no shot at change

A world less blue each day

A world less blue each day

(A world less blue each day

A world less blue each day

A world less blue each day)