The wind is heavy at Hatherly Today’s the day that we turn the key Nothing’s ever gonna be the same Runaway thinking is ours to tame
I gotta believe that This is how it’s supposed to go I gotta believe I gotta believe that We will find our place up here I gotta believe, in Hatherly
We lay our roots and we make a plan Sharpen the lens and expand Love is knowing there’s a lot to learn That in the noise our dreams may turn
I gotta believe that This is how it’s supposed to go I gotta believe Out there in the ocean There is peace inside the war I gotta believe, in Hatherly
Oh Nothing’s ever meant so much to me Oh no no no Oh Nothing’s ever meant this much to me Oh no no, oh no no
The wind is heavy at Hatherly Change as far as the eye can see Nothing’s supposed to stay the same I gotta fit the picture into the frame I gotta fit the picture into the frame I gotta fit the picture into the frame