The Good Fight

The way that things are going now
I won't find a place to keep our clothes
As softly as a kettle drum
Thunder in the night is but a groan

'Til we leave home
And they won't see us go

And frightened is no way to fall
At least become a renegade and brawl
Well, I am young and taking arms
Against a sea of troubles of my own

When we leave home
They won't see us go

Am I calm enough? Big enough?
Brave enough? Bad enough?
To straighten out, sober up
Settle down and make enough
To make it last and be the one
To be around at home enough
Is it strange to think so much?
I do because I give a fuck
And I mean nothing to it

We'll leave home
They won't see us go
And we'll leave alone
They won't dream any more

And I can't fake the fight
It is dark and violent
And you can't fake the fight
It is stark and silent
Forget me not while I
I am still and quiet
Se souvenir de moi
Dans ma tour d'ivoire

And I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence after asking why I need all this stuff
And I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence after asking why I need all this stuff
I am not the only one without an effort or means doing
terrible things and meaningless things and beautiful things
I wanna remember what feeling feels like
The deep and horrible kind that makes
you sense and want to be alive and breathe
The shit that makes you try
I wanna remember all life and limb and risking form for everything
Tasting sweat and touching skin,
number the numbers, cross with the numbers
No matter how much i tell myself I hate the city
all seasons of the year, I'll rise when it greets me
The skyline's standing ovation,
beach rhyming of that sun soaked horizon
It's the only lover that could ever leave me for dead
Who might still return to the dust and lust for its dirty air
Its sweet talking gutters, this God damn city, reigniting the feel
I am a (?) I am spending my time wanting to disappear and be invisible
Running out of self I claw my skin
Assuming a new anonymity,
I wanna feel my self, I wanna do my self, I wanna live my self
I wanna mean something unless somebody opposes
In front of every great woman and some
dumb mother fucker who can't remember his right
And here I am, I should just listen to myself
I should just listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence asking why I need all this stuff
I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence asking why I need all this stuff
I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence asking why I need all this stuff
I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence asking why I need all this stuff
I should listen to the loud and
uncomfortable silence asking why I need all this stuff



Credits
Writer(s): David Le'aupepe
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