Lullaby

We drive along the highway lines
Our lives have slowly passed us by
These busy streets have made my past
Filled with brown kids playing tag

Mistakes made me a better man
Wouldn't have any other way
I think I'll turn out just okay
Gliding through life with a smirk on
I carry these stories in my sleep

When dusk transforms the sky to black
And children scurry to their homes
Mom sing me a lullaby
La la la la la la la la
I carry these stories in my sleep

Time burnt my skin
And made scars on my face
If I could relive
Would my tracks be the same?
I don't regret my steps and my trails
We do with what we have
We can never have anything right
The ideal is just a myth

I don't regret my steps and my trails
We do with what we have
We can never have anything right
The ideal is just a myth

Time burnt my skin
And made scars on my face
If I could relive
Would my tracks be the same?



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Olson
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