Fiddlehead - The Years

Purchase Fiddlehead vinyl, merch & more: http://lnk.to/BTR Lyrics: I think I found my way out, (“Get out, Go on.”) Up from the true-blue way-down. (“Move it, Move on.”) All with this Joy-Boy / True Love. (“Hold up, Hold on.”)   And all the years have changed. Ten folded like a day. Old Death’s dulling sting To new life blooming.   Oh what would you think of me?   Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to. The sting of blinding spring is what’s left of you. But, “Get up! Get out! Go on!” are all the signs I see.   Oh what would you think of me…   “You have to find your way out. (Get out. Go on.) You know what I think now…. (Move out. But hold on) With all the years you changed: Ten faced every day. Old Death’s dulling sting To new life blooming.”   Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to. “Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to.” Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to. “Nothing can change the pain and I don’t want it to.” Subscribe to Run For Cover on YouTube to stay updated on all our releases:    / runforcovertube   Videos, news and more: http://www.runforcoverrecords.com Follow RFC on Twitter:   / rfcrecords   Follow RFC on Instagram:   / runforcover   Like RFC on Facebook: http://fb.com/runforcoverrecords