The Fallow

I was here before the fallow deer What a better place it is over here All remains is my thoughts And it's taunted by things I learned It's a cold shame It's so insane Somewhere in my search is inspiration But it's hidden and it rattles in my head Somewhere in my search is inspiration But it's hidden and it rattles I was treading on uneven ground It could have been my home to hear the sounds again There's a chill in the air But the change will do me good Changing the ways we move again Carry on for miles and miles and Light in the waves Carry on for miles and miles and Light in the waves