North from Slow Fade by Farewell To Kings
Tracklist
| 7. | North | 3:04 |
Lyrics
Sometime the loudest sound is a whisper; sometimes the simple is profound; sometimes the moment needs a listener; sometimes the thorns become a crown; Oh, don’t grow weary at the cost, humbled by the cross.
Amidst the hurried haste I hear her; cuts through the clamor and the crowd; she's standing in the streets, she's wisdom; she calls out truth, she cries aloud and Oh... don't grow weary at the cost, humbled by the cross.
Credits
from Slow Fade,
released May 19, 2017
License
All rights reserved.
Tim, Ean, & Brock have worked together in various combinations on multiple projects over the years, but finally combined their focus to write this collection of songs as "Farewell To Kings."