Noble Aim歌词

Chances are we are the same;
Against the odds, against the grain
We lean, like gardens toward light,
But we wait, like evening for night,
Don't we?


Chances are we are alike;
Against what better judgement writes
We ache like children for love,
For a purpose worthy of
Such a noble aim,

Such a noble aim,

Such a noble aim as love.


Chances are we bruise the same;
A family tree desperate for rain.
A thirst only deserts know best.
A hurt so at home in our chests.
Call it stubbornness or bravery,
To let our branches continue to reach,
With such a noble aim,

With such a noble aim,

With such a noble aim as love.


Every broken branch and loosened leaf
That we've grown to ignore,
Is now a part of something greater than before.

Every nest that rests upon our limbs,
Seeking shelter from the storms,
Is a purpose worth being broken for.
being broken for.


Chances are we are the same;
Against the odds, against the grain
We lean, like gardens toward light.
We reach with all of our might
For such a noble aim as love.