Something To Shout

Born into arms nestled in a cradle
Ten years ago you were stable
Maybe something strange changes when you age
Paper cuts are stains in your journal

We're all going home
Ahh

From the saints to the sinners
The elders to beginners
The losers to the winners
We all got something to shout
From the peace and the quiet
We all are all invited
To the streets to the riot

Float on wave tempted by the water
Years swept away in a hour
When you try to stay anchored to an age
You lose the beauty of getting older

We're all going home
Ahh

From the saints to the sinners
The elders to beginners
The losers to the winners
We all got something to shout
From the peace and the quiet
We all are all invited
To the streets to the riot

We don't how were going
But were all going home and
I know ill see you home some day
We don't how were going
But were all going home and
I know ill see you home some day
We don't how were going
But were all going home and
I know ill see you home some day
We don't how were going
But were all going home and
I know ill see you home some day

From the saints to the sinners
The elders to beginners
The losers to the winners
We all got something to shout
From the peace and the quiet
We all are all invited
To the streets to the riot
From the saints to the sinners
The elders to beginners
The losers to the winners
We all got something to shout
From the peace and the quiet
We all are all invited
To the streets to the riot
From the saints to the sinners
The elders to beginners
The losers to the winners
We all got something to shout
From the peace and the quiet



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Zinn
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