Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ian Daniel Kehoe
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Daniel Kehoe
Songwriter
Lyrics
How deep?
How wide is the silence that we're gonna leave behind?
How hard?
How clear do our jewels remain when we're not here to see?
Prizes through the mazes of the jungle
Prizes at the tips of the poles
Prizes for the mountains who struggle
To the surface only to erode
How torn?
How cold will we be before we reach the threshold?
How near?
How close do the rivers of silver appear to most of us?
Prizes through the mazes of the jungle
Prizes at the tips of the poles
Prizes for the mountains who struggle
To the surface only to erode
Ain't that how it always goes?
How ancient?
How rotten will the riches really be once we got them?
How scared?
People, how much hate are we gonna possess when we're finally at the gates?
Prizes through the mazes of the jungle
Prizes at the tips of the poles
Prizes for the mountains who struggle
To the surface only to erode
To the surface only to erode
To the surface only to erode
To the surface only to erode
Yeah
Written by: Ian Daniel Kehoe
