I’m holding my breath like a symphony
Biding my tongue til I can’t breathe
It’s the season

I’m packing my dresses up at night
When all the greats we love have died
Give me a reason

When everyone that you love
And you know pushes like
The wind and says, go

You get going, go
Get going, go
Get going, going, go

The full moon rises up and I know
The souls of kings and princes go
It’s the season

I read it in the news today
The whole world cried for
Everything we believed in

When everyone that you love
And you know pushes like
The wind and says, go

Get going, go
Get going, go
Get going, going, go

You’re running up that hill
And your lambs are all but still
Your heron bird hears every word
And he carries you until

The olive trees and oranges we seed
You’re flying high like the raven who cries
And she’s searching just like me

You get going, go
Get going, go
Get going, going, go