Ransom Notes Lyrics - Tremors - S O H N

There was a time 

When the mountains kept their place 

They stood in line 

And they waited back the gaze 

No one could see 

No terrain now is a rock 

No feet could find 

Near the heart of old road bluff 

The hills are worn 

The place about growing pains 

The earths are closed 

The mountains had their way 

The kids have grown 

And they watched it from above 

Now I???m alone 

And I see no way to run 

We float on the breeze 

We are held to a ransom 

We are bones on the riffs 

Waiting for the waves, the waves 

We float on the breeze 

We are held to a ransom 

We are bones on the riffs 

Waiting for the waves, the waves 

We float 

We are bones 

We float on the breeze 

We are held to a ransom 

We are bones on the riffs 

Waiting for the waves, the waves