Description
It smells of smoke and sea salt - the very air in which conversations dissolve, conversations that should have ended long ago. Everything seems to be over, but footsteps stubbornly circle back to where “we” once were. My chest feels like ash, but it's warm, not burning.
The song is like autumn between two people: when the heart still remembers summer, but the fingers are already freezing. Scattered pieces of the past ring underfoot, and it is impossible to ignore the sound. Even if everything collapses, inside there remains the habit of holding on - even if it is to the last thread of farewell.
Lyrics and translation
Original
Burn my lungs, steal my breath
Chase my ghosts, oh, my silhouettes
Drown my body, keep my heart
Well, I keep coming back to where you are
I will hold the pieces that we broke
Is it halfway gone? Are we half-alive?
We can hardly hide
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Broken shores and these golden nights
Let the seasons fight
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Save my words, slow regrets
Cut the rope 'til it's running fast
Carbon copy of our start
'Cause I keep circling 'round to where you are
I will hold the pieces that we broke
Is it halfway gone? Are we half-alive?
We can hardly hide
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Broken shores and these golden nights
Let the seasons fight
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Holding on to last goodbyes
Running from the hopeless
Running 'til we can't
If our fate is open, where do we begin?
Running from the hopeless
Running 'til we can't
If our fate is broken, where do we begin?
Where do we begin?
Is it halfway gone? Are we half-alive?
We can hardly hide
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Broken shores and these golden nights
Let the seasons fight
We keep holding on
Is it halfway gone? Are we half-alive?
We can hardly hide
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Broken shores and these golden nights
Let the seasons fight
We keep holding on to last goodbyes
Holding on to last goodbyes
Holding on to last goodbyes