Grieves

Grieves - Catapults lyrics

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I feel like the last lit candle in the back of my mind

Both palms to the future, no slack in the line

But no qualms with it

I don't flip a coin like the rest of them

Or fall into line and live life by the pendulum

Never would I sell my soul, find the beauty

In the little things you can't control and break the mold from it

Look, you can see tomorrow in my eyes

And expect nothing less, than a lesson in disguise

When the clouds clear

Heaven's just a six-letter word, like crutch

Hanging on the syllables and verbs of trust

And this is why I walk where the road ends

And live in between that little space where the notes bend, like

This is all that ever made sense

My hopes, my flesh, my bones, my breath exposed

Holding onto truth like it's slipping

And the cliff's edge, is cuttin' the rope

I think it's time to let go

Look at what you started

Got the whole world holding their heads in their hands

Trying to own the reason

Trying to figure out the pieces, find another meaning to believe in

Look at what you started

Got the whole world shaking their fist at the sky

Trying to find a reason

Trying to blame it on their mama

Like it's coming through to take away their Jesus

I see the glow in the window from the street

And I seek truth through the passion I release

And absorb it, all of this is torn apart the seams

And explain to me that I don't need a hand to hold a dream

Said, I don't need to stand in front of God to intervene

With a devil that's inside trying to take away my dreams I created

Play my little life on the strings

Carve a sentence out of silence, and wear it like a ring to remember

Hell is just a four-letter word, like fear

Tracing the reflection in your tears

I've been choking on my everything for years

Trying to force a meaning into anything that ever smudged the mirror, like

I learned that this is not about control

No wins, no loss, no points, no goals, just go

Holding onto truth like it's slipping

And the cliff's edge is cuttin' the rope

I think it's time to let go

Look at what you started

Got the whole world holding their heads in their hands

Trying to own the reason

Trying to figure out the pieces, find another meaning to believe in

Look at what you started

Got the whole world shaking their fist at the sky

Trying to find a reason

Trying to blame it on their mama

Like it's coming through to take away their Jesus<br />

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Thanks to Dalton Boggs for correcting these lyrics

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