Glorious
Time to see, what's been done
Lost our trees, lost the sun
Now can you see, it's all begun
Stop to think, no one won
It might be in the way
I talked too much
But I wanted to see what you were On too
It might be in the way
I wanted to know
Who you wanted to grow or
Belong to
I often think about all that I seen What could this be
What could this mean now
Everything you know it happens
For a reason
From the changing of the seasons
To pleading of a treason
Everything, has just been lost
Broken seams, broken cause
Time to think, food for thought
What could it be, another stop
It might be in the way
I talked to much
But I wanted to see what you were On too
It might be in the way
I wanted to know
Who you wanted to grow or
Belong to
I often think about all that I seen What could this be
What could this mean now
Everything you know it happens
For a reason
From the changing of the seasons
To pleading of a treason
This vibe in my body is constantly
Shaking
The bass in my brain left my head Aching
You feel me
I don't need help
I need some salvation
Don't rest on me nah
This ain't no vacation
You hear me
In my mind in my brain
It's all the same
Don't ask me that
It's not okay
I'm sinking
don't know where I am
My guitars is my friend
Need to empty my mind
Paper and pen
Glorious
All you thought you knew
You don't
Standing on the rock
Turning to stone
Mending back the past
Looking for my home
Everything you had
Turned into gold
Lost our trees, lost the sun
Now can you see, it's all begun
Stop to think, no one won
It might be in the way
I talked too much
But I wanted to see what you were On too
It might be in the way
I wanted to know
Who you wanted to grow or
Belong to
I often think about all that I seen What could this be
What could this mean now
Everything you know it happens
For a reason
From the changing of the seasons
To pleading of a treason
Everything, has just been lost
Broken seams, broken cause
Time to think, food for thought
What could it be, another stop
It might be in the way
I talked to much
But I wanted to see what you were On too
It might be in the way
I wanted to know
Who you wanted to grow or
Belong to
I often think about all that I seen What could this be
What could this mean now
Everything you know it happens
For a reason
From the changing of the seasons
To pleading of a treason
This vibe in my body is constantly
Shaking
The bass in my brain left my head Aching
You feel me
I don't need help
I need some salvation
Don't rest on me nah
This ain't no vacation
You hear me
In my mind in my brain
It's all the same
Don't ask me that
It's not okay
I'm sinking
don't know where I am
My guitars is my friend
Need to empty my mind
Paper and pen
Glorious
All you thought you knew
You don't
Standing on the rock
Turning to stone
Mending back the past
Looking for my home
Everything you had
Turned into gold
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Castaneda
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