Old Ceremony - Matthew And The Atlas

And when the winter drifted in

I was not expecting

You to hold on for so long

You to hold on for so long

The day the white deer died

The snow turned red as wine

I know how hard we tried

I know how hard we tried

And on that day you came to me

Flowers woven in your hair

Felt the ocean on your skin

The promise it would bring

Cause I remember you

And you remembered me

We’ll feel this way again

We’ll feel this way again

We’ll feel this way again

It’s just an old ceremony

Again

It’s just an old ceremony

And now we’re filled with hope again

Yes we’re filled with hope again

I whispered in your ear

Like you whispered into mine

I’ll be here when we’re old

When our story’s almost told

And all those things we’ve made

Will slowly start to fade

It’s just an old ceremony

Fade

It’s just an old ceremony