This Is the Place Songtext
von Sam Brookes

We can sit from our little brim
Drink and list all that′s wrong and then
We have always just done enough
Won't this year be made of that stuff

If you′re weary and find you fail to flow
Let it wash over and release and your toes
Let the grip go that holds that smile in your face
Then you'll find then you'll find
That this is the place
This is the place


Getting tired but I am strong
Mindless demons they do me wrong
Waiting on a wind of change
I′ve thrown it all but it stays the same

If you′re weary and find you fail to flow
Let it wash over and release and your bones
Let the grip go that holds that smile in your face
Then you'll find then you′ll find
That this is the place
This is the place

And if you fail to flow
Let it wash over and release your bones
Let the grip go that holds that smile in your face
Then you'll find then you′ll find
That this is the place
This is the place
This is the place