Текст песни Follower - Rising Stakes

Оригинальный текст песни Rising Stakes

A storm is rising,
It’s growing near,
So take my hand,
We’ll make our fortune on the sea,

What if I can’t?
What if I never learn?
What if the world we’re running from it catches us?
What if I fall?
What if I crash and burn?
What if the choice to leave’s one that I can’t make?

The stakes upon this choice are getting higher,
The steps still left to take are whittling down, and down,

Come take my hand,
I’ll take you anywhere,
Be anyone you wanted to be,
So take my hand,
We’ll make our fortune on the sea,

But what if we fight?
What if we make them learn?
What if the world we’re running from it hears our cries?
So let’s change it all,
Let’s take our turn,
What if the chance to leave’s one that we must take?

The stakes upon this choice are getting higher,
The steps still left to take are breaking piece by piece,
It comes around in cycles,
A fallacy of change,
And yet we scorn the cause, again,

It’s been a long time coming,
We’re at the precipice and it’s crumbling,
It’s now or never, stand your ground, or take my hand,

The stakes upon this choice are getting higher,
The steps still left to take are breaking piece by piece,
It comes around in cycles,
A fallacy of change,
And yet we scorn the cause, again.