Future Bride
David Gray"Future Bride" is a song by David Gray, released in 2025 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:52 long and contains 39 lines and 215 words.
Lyrics
0:20So I ran but still arrived too late
0:24Pushed by duty pulled by fate
0:28Heart's fixings strained to take the weight
0:31Of what had been so long denied
0:35The future bride
0:39Great current swept me out to sea
0:43Firm footings fell away from me
0:47Well I was drowning in my own sincerity
0:51Dreaming she'd pluck me from the tide
0:55The future bride
1:00Training our optics
1:03On the faintest of objects
1:08Weighing our prospects
1:11Concerning all aspects
1:16Changing up tactics
1:19When she's up to her old tricks
1:24Making up stories that don't scan at all
1:31So some to fire and some to dust
1:35And some to everything that must
1:38And back up the hill like Sisyphus
1:42Towards that quickening of the light
1:46The future bride yeah
2:11Training our optics
2:14On the faintest of objects
2:19Weighing our prospects
2:22Concerning all aspects
2:27Changing our tactics
2:29When she's up to her old tricks
2:34Making up stories that don't scan at all
2:42Some say that hope is just a bluff
2:45Like candlelight to draw the moth
2:49That our best is never good enough
2:53But one look tells me she don't buy it
2:57The future bride yeah
3:36Between Pegasus and Cassiopeia
3:40More stars than trees in Canada
3:44And amidst them pale Andromeda
3:48With her arms stretched open wide
3:52The future bride
So I ran but still arrived too late Pushed by duty pulled by fate Heart's fixings strained to take the weight Of what had been so long denied The future bride Great current swept me out to sea Firm footings fell away from me Well I was drowning in my own sincerity Dreaming she'd pluck me from the tide The future bride Training our optics On the faintest of objects Weighing our prospects Concerning all aspects Changing up tactics When she's up to her old tricks Making up stories that don't scan at all So some to fire and some to dust And some to everything that must And back up the hill like Sisyphus Towards that quickening of the light The future bride yeah Training our optics On the faintest of objects Weighing our prospects Concerning all aspects Changing our tactics When she's up to her old tricks Making up stories that don't scan at all Some say that hope is just a bluff Like candlelight to draw the moth That our best is never good enough But one look tells me she don't buy it The future bride yeah Between Pegasus and Cassiopeia More stars than trees in Canada And amidst them pale Andromeda With her arms stretched open wide The future bride
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