Giants from Sunseeker by The Equatorial Group
Tracklist
| 5. | Giants | 3:48 |
Lyrics
Tired of fools
Tired of mistakes
Tired of running these days
Too many go
Regret not knowing
Too late to make amends
Sunday evening
It’s always Sunday evening
But this time
It’s not over
Passenger blues
Essential escape
Over the wild grey brine, away
And they all said
If it were they
That they’d never leave this side
You’re all corners
That I’m navigating my way over
The sharpness of self protection
I know you
I know you do
I do
This already
And it strikes me so
They were giants to me
Credits
Music & Words - Weeks
License
All rights reserved.
Hailing from the sleepy seaside town of Eastbourne on England’s Sussex coast, The Equatorial Group is formed of five friends from various and differing musical backgrounds. By navigating and taming this musical tug-of-war, they have created three records, in which some listeners hear the shadows of Neil Young or the colours of Fleetwood Mac.