Sadness always finds an in Sneaks its way past, infecting everything And every chapter has an end But this is one momentous sequel, don't you think?
And the blackbirds, they fly Like a frown on the skyline
Right now I feel I'm running from the light Engulfed in darkness, shielded from my eyes One foot in, one out, I'm stuck on the borderline Which way will I?
Guess I should take this on the chin But I don't even know how all of this began We are made to mould and bend How can I wish for nothing when it's still a sin?
And right now I feel I'm running from the light Engulfed in darkness, shielded from my eyes One foot in, one out, I'm stuck on the borderline Which way will I?
Tears never arrive These ducts are dry We are so blind
Waiting on the borderline Waiting on the borderline
So I will pour another drink And try to drown the pain with salt along the rim And I'll shut off the things I think 'Cause nothing good will ever come from worrying
Right now I feel I'm running from the light Engulfed in darkness, shielded from my eyes One foot in, one out, I'm stuck on the borderline Which way will I?
Tears never arrive These ducts are dry We are so blind
Compositores: Aaron Brooking Dessener (ASCAP), Edward Christopher Sheeran (Ed Sheeran) (PRS)Editores: Ingrid Stella Music (ASCAP), Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP), Sony/ATV Music Publishing Limited (PRS)Administração: Sony Music Publishing LLC, Sony-ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)Publicado em 2022 (10/Jan)ECAD verificado obra #37909913 e fonograma #43037793 em 20/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM