There's a Place
Open your eyes to the feeling you deny
Suffocate with a smile, and then add it to the pile
An antithetical lie, better put yourself on trial
It's just a trick of the mind, and you're gone
You're gone, you're gone, you're gone, you're gone
I could live forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every time you're alone
I can still remember
The production notes
There's a place for every wry anecdote
I know you know
Open your mind when you feed the most unkind
Well, you're leading the blind, but you know
You know, you know, you know, you know
I could leave forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every fight that you've flown
I could brave the weather
That I can't control
There's a place for every cry from the cold
For every knife that you've cloaked
For every mile that you drove
And every bump in the road
I know you know
I could live forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every final repose
I could speak forever
But what would you know?
There's a place for every blot of the soul
And every loss of control
For every lie to unfold
And every sloppy line that you sold
For every mile that you drove
Just to feel farther from home
For every bump in the road
That same old cry from the cold
I know you know
Suffocate with a smile, and then add it to the pile
An antithetical lie, better put yourself on trial
It's just a trick of the mind, and you're gone
You're gone, you're gone, you're gone, you're gone
I could live forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every time you're alone
I can still remember
The production notes
There's a place for every wry anecdote
I know you know
Open your mind when you feed the most unkind
Well, you're leading the blind, but you know
You know, you know, you know, you know
I could leave forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every fight that you've flown
I could brave the weather
That I can't control
There's a place for every cry from the cold
For every knife that you've cloaked
For every mile that you drove
And every bump in the road
I know you know
I could live forever
But where would I go?
There's a place for every final repose
I could speak forever
But what would you know?
There's a place for every blot of the soul
And every loss of control
For every lie to unfold
And every sloppy line that you sold
For every mile that you drove
Just to feel farther from home
For every bump in the road
That same old cry from the cold
I know you know
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Noto, Joseph Pecora, Vincent Palmieri, William Gagliardi
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