Eight - Whale Lyrics

Going through the motions,

Trying to come to senses,

Trying to work it out

Fallings' so predictable,

But it's so unpredictable



Don't want to miss you now, don't want to settle down

Sit in the quiet world, I will know

The peace that passes all understanding



And when I saw your son, don't want to settle down



Too late to run, you've found your life

In him, in the lord, you say, to run

You've found it