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Futureheads
This Is Not The World
Walking Backwards
Sometimes it feels like we are walking backwards up a mountain
Sometimes it feels like we don't know which way to go
We made a promise to keep our mouths shut
Stay out of the way
That promise went too far
That promise went too far away

Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way

Sometimes it feels like we are stabbing in the dark with nothing to say
But when the lights go out, see no hear no speak no evil
Sometimes you're thinking that it's fine
At least we're both alive
Life's what you make it but trouble is never far
Trouble is never far away

Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way

Sometimes it feels like we've woken up in an empty room
All the doors are shut
I can see your breath and feel your fingertips
I reach for the light but I can't find the switch
What happens if we fall between all the tiny gaps that we exist within?
That was then
This is now
We will find our legs and keep moving around

Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way
Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way
Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way
Walking backwards with nothing to say
Walking backwards, backwards to get out of the way
To get out of the way
To get out of the way
To get out of the way

Walking backwards
Walking backwards
Walking backwards
To get out of the way
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