Ricochet-Sondre Lerche

[ti:Ricochet] [ar:Sondre Lerche] [al:Sondre Lerche] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.14]Wouldn’t it be nice if we were close [00:05.64]Or pretending that we were could kill the ghosts [00:10.13]Maybe I’d cooperate [00:13.69]But I’m done and that’s not breaking news [00:19.74]You cannot turn the volume down as you choose [00:26.23]Somewhere in a house across the sea [00:30.97]Maybe in a distant memory [00:34.78]Now and then you reappear [00:39.52]Out of nowhere like some ricochet [00:44.89]Now you wade against the currents in our old bay [00:51.95]Shimmering underneath the sea [01:02.40]Sentimental echoes spike my memory [01:12.57]Hard to make believe nothing means anything to me [01:24.98]Rehashing the wounded patriarch [01:38.34]On a tattered throne with a broken hear [01:44.45]From a home where you don’t earn your stripes [01:49.57]You have to demand your rights [01:54.31]But you’ll never win if you try [02:02.80]But in some corridor [02:05.73]Flickers a poor stubborn light [02:11.78]I can’t put it out or burn it down [02:17.28]I cannot turn this ship around [02:22.21]We’re almost emptied out [02:35.74]Sentimental echoes cynical with doubt [02:45.66]Hard to make believe nothing means anything to me