Shots of Light
Look in the mirror, check my hair
Pocket my key and take the stairs down to the street
I see the markings of despair
On the sidewalks and in the square, it don't look good
But there's a glimmer in the pall
Under the writing on the wall, the shots of light
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
In the disrupt of times like these
We can get lost among the things that might be true
Behind the mask that blocks your face
All this fear wants to erase the happy you
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
How to change the tune, how to leave your room
How to make a case for your survival
Telephony pings, online shiny things
Tired of just being happy I'm alive
Underneath all the bricks and bones
Everyone longs to have some hope to pull them through
At the end of Main Street in the park
Where the kids drink in the dark, they're doing shots of light
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
Pocket my key and take the stairs down to the street
I see the markings of despair
On the sidewalks and in the square, it don't look good
But there's a glimmer in the pall
Under the writing on the wall, the shots of light
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
In the disrupt of times like these
We can get lost among the things that might be true
Behind the mask that blocks your face
All this fear wants to erase the happy you
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
How to change the tune, how to leave your room
How to make a case for your survival
Telephony pings, online shiny things
Tired of just being happy I'm alive
Underneath all the bricks and bones
Everyone longs to have some hope to pull them through
At the end of Main Street in the park
Where the kids drink in the dark, they're doing shots of light
While I wonder where the lines are
How much more there is to take
Never so hard to draw the beauty
Never been so much at stake
Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Pendleton
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