Everyone wants to talk about it
but I just want to walk around it
and everyone wonders about the shine
so I just shrug and fake a smile
Favorite song on the album skips
when it’s the only one I want to hear
so I just take my deepest breath
and know the path is long and true
Distortion falls between the scratches
but the sun is out after days of cloud
and I know all the notes by heart
so I let the music rest awhile
Headwind blowing hard as hell
up the steepest road I’ve climbed
and I just count my lucky stars
praying somewhere out there God is home
Silence grips my chest at night
but I hold my ground and kiss the sky
and all these lessons feel like fire
because my karma always seems to burn
Along these streets of stone I roam
pretending they are paved in gold
and no matter what hand gets dealt
I’ve never been the type to fold