TEN Songtext
von Logan Bowden

Though we′re young
I've watched us lean
Into the haze of known
A water lost in growth


Oh my favorite
You have gone
Into the pile of leaves
Our mother′s bell will ring
Our mother's bell

You're that feeling wrapped in me
Into the mountain′s ghost
I′m ten when im alone

Though were old
I know we'll keep
Into the great unknown
The fires burning slow
Slow