March Into The Sun Lyrics by Echosmith


Echosmith Lyrics

March Into The Sun Lyrics
Hey, oh. Hey, oh. Hey, oh. Hey, oh.

This is not the end.
There's no apocalypse.
And all those kids, were full of it.

I got your hand in my hand.
No drinks inside.
It's how we start a fire, with a natural high.

With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance.
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end.
No grand finale.
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun.

Hey, oh. Hey, oh.

When Monday comes, it's ringing in your head.
And these battle drums, in a world that's bent.

I got your hand in my hand.
No drinks inside.
It's how we start a fire, with a natural high.

With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance.
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end.
No grand finale.
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun.

(March into the sun, march into the sun, march into the sun...)

With hands in our pockets, this doesn't have to be our last dance.
With hands in our pockets, this world doesn't have to end.
No grand finale.
Hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun.

With hands in our pockets, we'll march into the sun.

Hey, oh. Hey, oh. Hey, oh. Hey, oh.
Writer: Jamie Jeffery Sierota, Tom Leonard, Graham Jeffery Sierota, Sydney Grace Ann Sierota, Noah Jeffery Sierota, Jeffery David Sierota
Copyright: Lyrics © Reach Music Publishing O.B.O. Jeffery David Songs
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