The Speed Of Sound! Testo

(A-one, two, three, four)

Do I have to let you go?
And since when is it up to me?

Lonely does go by slow
They take hold of your appetite
For anything more
Than the cold middle of the night
The speed of sound is so at ease
But it's needed for the wind to speak
The ruins tired of being weak
And oh, we're eroded by the shore
A monolith not anymore
These white caps roll into me
(Holding, holding me)
(Holding, holding me)

Let me go, let mе go
Let me go, let mе go
Let me go