Let the songs you know by heart... be the light you grasp in the dark.
I wanna throw this pain right off my back, cause when you feel like
giving up, I guess it's best to laugh. Put some joy into the world, and it'll give it back. Perfection is subjective... please remember that.
All the years come crawling back... to haunt you with the failures of the past. I was a lonely kid, but it heals with time. You gotta keep the ones you love right by your side... Get lost and feel small under western skies... the stars can bring you back when you're dead inside. The sunset burns my eyes, as the perfect day dies. In the morning we will rise, with another chance to try.
I think there's beauty in the worst... a light that one day will burst...
Through the cracks in the walls and they'll all fall apart. We all have love and fear at war in our hearts. Just believe in yourself without a doubt...The wolf that we feed always wins out. The sunset burns my eyes, as the perfect day dies. In the morning we will rise, with another chance to try.
On the back roads... in a small town, where my grandpa put his roots down,I was holding your hand, thinking about...what it means to go home.At the gates of Ft. Benning, where the killers learn their trade,
I saw a woman climb the fence... to the other side...when they took her away,She said...'Although we may not know what's on the other side,If we pause to our fear then it's all been a lie. Life's a ring of fire, you better step inside. Get some rest when you're dead... we are alive.
I wanna throw this pain right off my back, cause when you feel like
giving up, I guess it's best to laugh. Put some joy into the world, and it'll give it back. Perfection is subjective... please remember that.
All the years come crawling back... to haunt you with the failures of the past. I was a lonely kid, but it heals with time. You gotta keep the ones you love right by your side... Get lost and feel small under western skies... the stars can bring you back when you're dead inside. The sunset burns my eyes, as the perfect day dies. In the morning we will rise, with another chance to try.
I think there's beauty in the worst... a light that one day will burst...
Through the cracks in the walls and they'll all fall apart. We all have love and fear at war in our hearts. Just believe in yourself without a doubt...The wolf that we feed always wins out. The sunset burns my eyes, as the perfect day dies. In the morning we will rise, with another chance to try.
On the back roads... in a small town, where my grandpa put his roots down,I was holding your hand, thinking about...what it means to go home.At the gates of Ft. Benning, where the killers learn their trade,
I saw a woman climb the fence... to the other side...when they took her away,She said...'Although we may not know what's on the other side,If we pause to our fear then it's all been a lie. Life's a ring of fire, you better step inside. Get some rest when you're dead... we are alive.