Local Ain't Local

Local ain't local if it feels like somewhere else
The bigger picture never looks like portraits of ourselves
A flawed image of is a poor stand in for
A God we're made to know
Careful with the focus groups
We risk going it alone
Going it alone

When lies parade
Around in disguise
I've seen the call
Of the faithful stalled
I hear the small
Minded talking lies
Parading 'round in disguise
As if they were touched divine

Built in these walls
Is not my resolve
For If they were to fall
Then I'd be fine
Where I hold my concern
Is for the unlearned
Who have yet to fall
From up on the high

The tables are set for turning
Both Gold and green alike
The corner can't be owned
On the ghost we all feel inside
My living won't be made on
The receipt and sell of life
Incorporate the angles
I'm double parked outside
And Now I'm goin it alone
Goin it alone

When lies parade
Around in disguise
I've seen the call
Of the faithful stalled
I hear the small
Minded talking Lies
Parading 'round in disguise
As if they were touched divine

Built in these walls
Is not my resolve
For when they are to fall
I will be fine
Forgive and forget
Is what we have said
But then Are the loose ends
Then left untied?

Critiques precede solutions all of our track records aside
Is the cost worth the loss of the people who are stuck offsides
A flawed image of is a good stand in I guess
For what we're headed towards
But for the sake of towers built
Don't lose the name we're living for

When lies parade
Around in disguise
I've seen the call
Of the faithful stalled
I hear the small
Minded talking Lies
Parading 'round in disguise
As if they were touched divine

When lies parade
Around in disguise
I've seen the call
Of the faithful stalled
I hear the small
Minded talking Lies
Parading 'round in disguise
As if they were touched divine
As if they were touched divine



Credits
Writer(s): T. Wallace
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