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[Verse 1]
Standing in the unknown
'Cause right now I'm out on my own
Searching for hope
So back down the river I go
Is it taking me home?
'Cause right now I swim in the dark
And I'm feeling the cold
On the edge of falling apart
[Chorus]
Oh me, oh my
I'm dragging 'round this heart of mine
Well versed, I learnt my lines
I've played this game a thousand times
Told myself that I don't mind
'Cause we've all got to learn some time
I'm bruised and it hurts, still searching for her tonight
[Verse 2]
It's getting harder to see
Maybe you have a vision of me
Tell me what do I need
Please guide me, I'll follow your lead
And help me to see
'Cause right now I swim in the dark
Hear the sound of my heart as it beats
On the edge of falling apart
[Chorus]
Oh me, oh my
I'm dragging 'round this heart of mine
Well versed, I learnt my lines
I've played this game a thousand times
Told myself that I don't mind
'Cause we've all got to learn some time
I'm bruised and it hurts, still searching for her tonight
Bruised and it hurts, still searching for her tonight
[Post-Chorus]
Oh I, searching for her tonight
Tonight
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
[Chorus]
Oh me, oh my
I'm dragging 'round this heart of mine
Well versed, I learnt my lines
I've played this game a thousand times
Told myself that I don't mind
'Cause we've all got to learn some time
I'm bruised and it hurts, still searching for her tonight
Searching was written by Daniel Bryer & Daniel McCarthy & Jim Higson.
Searching was produced by Dan Moyler & Daniel Bryer.
With two of us singing, we’ve never felt entirely comfortable writing about relationships & dating as it always seemed a little odd harmonising about each others’ love lives. It just happened that when we wrote ‘Searching’, we both found ourselves fresh out of long-term relationships & sudde...
We took a very conceptual approach to the music video. By performing the song through dawn, dusk and night we wanted to represent the endless, repetitive and tiring nature of dating, the bottles representing every conversation, evening shared and person forgotten along the way. It was our first expe...
That was probably the first turning point for us giving it a go at being a bit more vulnerable in our writing. Talking about a natural, direct thing that we were both experiencing.
The lockdown walking dates: That was a horrible time to be alive. You could meet up with one person, and that was this...