Making up my mind Had a sound of a growing field The quieter I got The more I heard All of the answers (And the questions too) Are between the Atlantic And your toes And you The sound of the mountains The valleys And the voicemail you left me Are one in the same Till they break apart again I follow I follow I follow I follow In your arms I feel at peace But you listen to something else It's my voice you fail to hear Stay, make me free There are layers of endless behind this Stay, make me free On the other side of this there's silence I follow