Jonathan Keevil - Bland

Love, we will be hurt
But we'll be okay

Love, life will be bland
But we'll be okay

There's cracks in the window
Oh, it spreads in the morn
The light defracts in the morn
As it comes through
Passing on

We will be hurt
But we'll be okay
There's none since us
Fleeting away

And lo and behold
As life takes its toll
And I thought,
Oh I'll never grow old

I said, lo and behold
As life takes its toll
And I thought, I'll never grow old

Love, we will be hurt
But we'll be okay

You'll take my word
And you may heed To burn it away

When the streetlights do not shine
When the shadows we fear
And the man that stays grim
Dim yours from mine

And the fires they burn and lost
Oh the catapults does it to dust
And we follow the words back to absurd
And I say

Love, life will be bland
But we'll be okay

There's none since us
Floating away

I say, Lo and behold
As life takes it toll
And I thought I'd never grow old

I say, Lo and behold
As life takes it toll
And I thought I'd never grow old