Dry

Dry - Foreign Fields

Lyricist：Brian Holl/Eric Hillman

Composer：Brian Holl/Eric Hillman

Producer：Eric Hillman/Brian Holl

I've had a year spent in dust in dirt

I am leathered stretched thin

Coming out a a final attempt to tell you

I am dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Dry

Suckered by a youthful muse

Is there virtue in seeing it through

Acting childlike I'm feeling my instincts fail me

I am dry

Can you hold me

Under the sea

Let me drown to a degree

I am dry

I am dry

Now without boring me

Empty pass about now I feel

In my to fake is stop myself feel in

I am dry

Can you hold me

Under the sea

Let me drown to a degree

I am dry

I am dry

It might be time to stop looking

You need to let it go

You need to let it go

You need to let it go

You need to let it go

You need to let it go

Do I need to let it go