Avalanche - Church Girls

These squandered days

This relentless need

Twist into restless thoughts

Swear I won’t admit defeat

If I’ve got a plan

I’ll be sure to make it through

But that fury is alive

And that fighter has grown old

The days are filled with secrets

That I’ll still bury in the snow

But I’ve got a plan

So I’ll be sure to make it through

Let the warmth embrace my skull

Lift my grip and I will lose control

Fast track to nowhere fast

Just stay out of the avalanche

The sun has yet to burn away

But my blood has turned to stone

I’ll be thinking of you

All the way home

My plans are out the window

How could I ever make it through?

Let the warmth embrace my skull

Lift my grip and I will lose control

Fast track to nowhere fast

Just stay out of the avalanche

Let the warmth embrace my skull

Lift my grip and I will lose control

Fast track to nowhere fast

Just stay out of the avalanche

Avalanche

The sun has yet to burn away

But my blood has turned to stone

I’ll be thinking of you

All the way home