Piece of Mind

Why do we love old men telling stories
Why do we love Grandma's wise
Because they lived in a time before us
Of higher truth of their kind

And hope comes from
The old tales derived
Of this piece of mind

And even in the darkest of life
We'll draw hope in the peace
The peace
The piece of mind

Dirty hands and sweat of brow
Are we the middle of the road
Wasn't bad then shouldn't be bad now
What's wrong with doing what we're told

And hope comes from
The old tales derived
Of this piece of mind

And hope comes from
The old tales derived
Of this piece of mind

And even in the darkest of life
We'll draw hope in the peace
The peace
The piece of mind

Because there's a piece of mind
A sliver of the goodness
They tucked in our heart for time
So we'd walk the line of fullness



Credits
Writer(s): Jen Carie
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