Lankum - The Turn Lyrics

The hardened lumps of charred old chunks that sit inside your chestHave left your hands in holy lands forsaken and bereftThe golden sky is dead, her wizened finger says you've failedIt’s time to go son, and you know you’ve lost the holy grailA man sits down to pen a verse but surely nothing comesHe’s in a strange old town now, beneath the sinking sunThe wind is cold, it’s summer time, the year’s already goneThe sun it turns to laugh at you and the planеt that you’re onTurn, we’ll find bettеr daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayWe’ll make a soundWhen this all is over, when this all is deadThey’ll pick apart the notions that rattle in your headThe ship’s already moving, it’s never going to stopThe sun meets the horizon as you look upon your lotTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayWe’ll make a soundTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayWe’ll make a soundTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayWe’ll make a soundTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayWe’ll make a sound[Instrumental Break]Turn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the groundMourn, it’s the only wayTurn, we’ll find better daysBurned to the ground...