Getting Clear
Bradley Simpson
It's like waking up in someone else's clothes
I still got blurry eyes
Rachel said I'd love the place and I should go now
There's no need to disguise the words
We go from sunset, to sunrise
To cold days, to respite
To rushing, to taking your time
Didn't know how good it would feel way over here
Feel the skies burning out
It's getting clear
It's getting clear
Running from the home you think can't undo
So, how 'bout shaking hands?
Try yourself a little more
And watch your slow descent
We go from okay, to alright
To fuck yeah, it's my time
From waiting, to making the signs
Didn't know how good it would feel way over here
Feel the skies burning out
It's getting clear
It's getting clear
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting, it's getting, it's getting
It's getting, it's getting, it's getting, it's getting clear