Bombay Bicycle Club - Dust On The Ground
It's that ancient love, that you won't outgrow
It's the fee you pay, it's the debt you owe
It's that subtle way that you throw me down
And I'm inches above the dust on the ground
And all is quiet, all is quiet now
And all is silent, all is silent now
Now I don't hide it, I don't hide it now
It's that ancient love, that just moves along
There's an itch so slight, even when you're gone
Well I met you right, but I kept you wrong
And I must wait until I've found the ground that you are walking on