Landslide (Bo Bruce)

We’re staring at the second hand And messages from foreign lands. There’s blood on me, there’s blood on you It’s killing me, it’s killing you. Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide All of the time we wasted waiting for the right time. Huwhoa-oh-whoa Huwhoa-oh-whoa Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) If falling rocks should break us They told us that’s when we would climb. The thicker skin could not be moved But there’s blood on me, there’s blood on you. Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide All of the time we wasted waiting for the right time. Huwhoa-oh-whoa Huwhoa-oh-whoa Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) Call out the is shining Call out the sky’s breaking Call out the don't Call out the don't Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) Sinking slowly drifting through this falling landslide (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh) Huwhoa-oh-whoa Huwhoa-oh-whoa (Ooh-ooh-ooh-oooooh)