Art

When your world trembles and quakes
And your footing suddenly shifts and shakes
Take my hand
We’ll hide in the corner, hide in the corner
Take my hand
We’ll hide til it’s over, til it’s all over
We have choices to make
We have promises that we can’t break
There is nothing left to lose
So hold on to me, I’ll hold on to you

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What gave me away?
Was it my face?
It’s written on there clear as day isn’t it?
Well, that’s one thing that’s still the same
And I won’t lie to you love
I’m not okay
I’ve already spent too much time hiding that
And that’s one thing that hasn’t changed
Passions I laid to rest may still have some life in them
So dig, dig with me
Let’s raise this thing from the dead
And breathe some life in it
Believe with me
We always say that we know how
To make light of what’s heaviest somehow
Tell me that’s one thing that hasn’t changed
Lean my weight, lean our weight, lean our weight
Lean our weight, lean our weight, lean our weight
Let’s get our hands dirty

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The bar is set so high that I can walk right under
Can’t reach even on my tippy toes
No matter how far I run in training for this marathon
I trip and fall, lose by a nose
Then something taps me on the shoulder
I listen when it’s older than me, it says
Look up, reach out your hand
You can’t see anything new ‘til you change where you stand
I’ll throw you a rope
You know you’re just a fellow prisoner of hope
Another day, another no
Sucker punch leaves me bunched on the floor (woe is me)
This is when I fall into a downward spiral
Negative thoughts feed vanity (& I’m so hungry)
From the high wall
Sometimes all we see is how hard we could fall
So what if we do
Rise mud-scraped & bruised
Maybe we have to be a little bit broken to hear hope call