Stonewaller
The last horseman was a stonewaller
Locked up tighter than our rusty hearts could be
Back and forth, up and down, I've been feeling inside out
Chasing shadows like I'll find some masterpiece
This charade was worth forgetting
Torn between place and setting
Our shadows painted in the moonlight after dark
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
You used to say the world was crumbling
Fiery red, ashen, black, and pearly white
You always said our end was nigh
As you carved our names into the bark of that old pine
I felt you crossing over
A shotgun to my composure
I had a dream about a brick on the gas pedal last night
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
Locked up tighter than our rusty hearts could be
Back and forth, up and down, I've been feeling inside out
Chasing shadows like I'll find some masterpiece
This charade was worth forgetting
Torn between place and setting
Our shadows painted in the moonlight after dark
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
You used to say the world was crumbling
Fiery red, ashen, black, and pearly white
You always said our end was nigh
As you carved our names into the bark of that old pine
I felt you crossing over
A shotgun to my composure
I had a dream about a brick on the gas pedal last night
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
I've got this awful feeling that tomorrow's coming
Uninvited and way too soon
Reverse the course of my path
Rewrite those things I'd take back
Focus my stained glass point of view
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Writer(s): Sean Taylor
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