Clouds from Asteroids by PARCOURS

With a groaning floor beneath your feet you won’t forget
We're all like trees
With roots deep in the ground, arms stretched to the sky
and in between exposed to the wind

Here you stand alone
While there’s rumbling from afar

I am here to carry you through the storm

They burn the witch, they drown the cat
Killing time because they can, you’ve lost yourself out there
So hold on to what you've learned facing things you fear the most
You’re on a wooden floor again

Your heart's a castle keep
The key is locked inside

I am here to carry you through the storm
I am here to colour your blackened sky

Whatever your floating feet are looking for
Wherever I’m standing I will be your floor

• Pop
• ambient
• atmosphere
• indie
• indie pop
• shimmer pop
• Cologne