Compositor: Ben Barlow
Let go, you say it all the time
You say it but you don't know
And let go, I know it makes you cry
And know that you are not alone
And let go of your little dove
My little love, keep looking up
Better days are yet to come
A thousand miles away there is an island
With no connection across the airways
This modern living will slowly kill us
Or bring us together
It's all that anybody talks about
I'll be hiding from the world
And all that it expects of me
And I'll be diving down a depth into this old quarry
And lately I've been pretty down
I don't know why, I don't know why
A thousand miles can seem so complicated
Across the airways with our connection
This modern living
Scrolling through pictures of other people
It's all that anybody talks about