Lyrics

Look in the mirror, check my hair Pocket my key and take the stairs down to the street I see the markings of despair On the sidewalks and in the square, it don't look good But there's a glimmer in the pall Under the writing on the wall, the shots of light While I wonder where the lines are How much more there is to take Never so hard to draw the beauty Never been so much at stake In the disrupt of times like these We can get lost among the things that might be true Behind the mask that blocks your face All this fear wants to erase the happy you While I wonder where the lines are How much more there is to take Never so hard to draw the beauty Never been so much at stake How to change the tune, how to leave your room How to make a case for your survival Telephony pings, online shiny things Tired of just being happy I'm alive Underneath all the bricks and bones Everyone longs to have some hope to pull them through At the end of Main Street in the park Where the kids drink in the dark, they're doing shots of light While I wonder where the lines are How much more there is to take Never so hard to draw the beauty Never been so much at stake
Writer(s): Morgan Pendleton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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