Ben Ottewell Chose lyrics

It's like he keeps himself ill.
Blunt the knife, but it cuts deep still,
and there's no pain and no reward.

Heard he fell off again.
Started jumping 'round with his old friends,
and they all said he's been here before.

But you'll never really know,
if it's something he chose.
But it's something that you want.

Heard you missed the last call.
Now it's ringing on forever more,
and there's no way you can hang it up.

But you'll never really know,

if it's something he chose.
But it's something that we all...

Bring it back, bring it back.
Stand on the coastline, the waves they roll over.
Bring it back, bring it back.
Look out to sea, see the storm clouds receding.
Pull me back, pull me back.
Hands like my fathers, shape shadows beyond.
Throw me back, throw me back.
In every mistake lies a place where our hope lies.

Bring it back, bring it back to me.
Bring it back to me.