The Missing Season Old Mine lyrics

I sing along to the sound of awful moments brought down.
They were many on your back; they made you stumble on the track.

With a wave of your hand send them all away
Take the pace of the sun, race them all away
You'll find out your style on your own.
You'll find out your style as you walk the next mile alone
Let your legs go by on their own.
Let your legs go by, wear a grin and a smile at one.

As I go back to the days when I was oh just a haze
People breathed me in and out, cloud my beliefs with their doubt.

With a wave of your hand send them all away
Take the pace of the sun, race them all away

You'll find out your style on your own.
You'll find out your style as you walk the next mile alone
Let your legs go by on their own.
Let your legs go by, wear a grin and a smile at one.

Bring to the light all the trouble that you've had
Going back to this old mine you left behind

Going back to this old mine you left behind,
there's some ivy twisted around the key.
Coming inside, hearing a thousand chimes
See the gold that's been waiting here for thee.