Feet On The Ground

Feet On The Ground - Lewis

Who will put my feet back on the ground

When there is none to be found at all

But you only speak a word

And the void gives birth

It's all lost meaningless

Make a path only to lose

Only to lose your way

And you're always wanting more

A stranger to the shore

You keep a watchful eye on the horizon

Who will gather remnants of a man

Cast broad like seeds from a hand

But you measure everything

You fill the spaces in between

It's all lost meaningless

Make a path only to lose

Only to lose your way

Crave crawl grab at ghosts on the wall

And you're always wanting more

A stranger to the shore

You keep a watchful eye on the horizon

Crave crawl grab at ghosts on the wall