I’m holding my breath like a symphony Biding my tongue til I can’t breathe It’s the season I’m packing my dresses up at night When all the greats we love have died Give me a reason When everyone that you love And you know pushes like The wind and says, go You get going, go Get going, go Get going, going, go The full moon rises up and I know The souls of kings and princes go It’s the season I read it in the news today The whole world cried for Everything we believed in When everyone that you love And you know pushes like The wind and says, go Get going, go Get going, go Get going, going, go You’re running up that hill And your lambs are all but still Your heron bird hears every word And he carries you until The olive trees and oranges we seed You’re flying high like the raven who cries And she’s searching just like me You get going, go Get going, go Get going, going, go