Solid Ground
Marta Palombo
GENRE We’re out of coffee, it’s been
Two weeks in and if this
Isn’t madness, then what is?
I’m learning patience and I’m
Learning kindness, thought I
Knew them well, but not like this
And time ticks slow
And time won’t go
But ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
I opened windows thinking
If I let the light in
Maybe I won’t feel alone
Hear your voice thorough static
Touching you through plastic
Show me how to keep you close
Cause I miss you
When time won’t move
But ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
Can we finally learn to love?
Can we finally do no harm?
Is this what it’s like to heal?
Is this what it like to feel?
Well, I yield
So I breathe slow
When will we know
Ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
Two weeks in and if this
Isn’t madness, then what is?
I’m learning patience and I’m
Learning kindness, thought I
Knew them well, but not like this
And time ticks slow
And time won’t go
But ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
I opened windows thinking
If I let the light in
Maybe I won’t feel alone
Hear your voice thorough static
Touching you through plastic
Show me how to keep you close
Cause I miss you
When time won’t move
But ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
Can we finally learn to love?
Can we finally do no harm?
Is this what it’s like to heal?
Is this what it like to feel?
Well, I yield
So I breathe slow
When will we know
Ooh spring is coming around
Ooh the flowers bloom even if we’re breaking down
Ooh there is joy yet to be found
In little things like little dreams and quiet sounds
We’ll find solid ground
Find solid ground
Solid ground
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