Spring by Crescent (Bristol, UK band) Lyrics

This will be our new language
Clear and sharp in the clean light
Bright streets before anyones awake
An alphabet of all things
The sun in your eyes

This will be our new language
Link eyes on the changing
Wallpaper on a building where a house stood
Curry shells carried through the snow

Light in the pale buildings
The countries where I can not read
The kind of spring is coming
Everything will be revealed

Somewherе a voice is calling
From the furniture lеft out on the street
From crowds of starlings, broken cups and lucky boxes
From everything I ever saw or touched or heard
Messages walking crooked
Carrying voices in radios
Music recorded with lightbulbs
Old buttons buried in the earth
Light up the pale buildings
The countries where I cannot read
The herd, the dawn coming
From a damaged field recording
Morning dew will destroy the microphones
And we will listen with ur ears
The morning dew will destroy the microphones
And we will walk out to the sea

This will be my new language
I hear it all around me
I'm learning to read
Simple beautiful reality
Like a wave breaking over me
Simple beautiful reality
Like coming home