Good Intentions - Radio Edit
Destructive thoughts are forming
Chasing songbirds through the streets
Conducting all my emotions
Making fun of every choice and every moment that we keep
Like a punishing by saviours
The living joker in their midst
Condemning and questioning and pushing for release
A lonesome cry of anguish
A mirror with no glass
Trespassing on our silence
Unperturbed of months that passed
Wrap it up in greyish paper
In crayons lost in time
Erasing hurtful emotions and things best left behind
If life was meant to be this hard
A constant fight for ease
Not sure that we want it all
Suppressed by our memories
Bereft of any future
Unwelcome in the now
Haunted by all things that were
Of yes, and no, and why
There is light on the horizon
That is all the prophets preach
But in our lost state of reverie
Not sure any rays will reach
Safe harbours are an illusion
Peace of mind is simply fake
So all we can do is push ahead
And kill off all the songbirds in our wake
There is light on the horizon
That is all the prophets preach
But in our lost state of reverie
Not sure any rays will reach
If life is meant to be this hard
A constant fight for ease
Not sure that we want it all
Suppressed by our memories
By our memories
Kill off all the songbirds in our dreams
Chasing songbirds through the streets
Conducting all my emotions
Making fun of every choice and every moment that we keep
Like a punishing by saviours
The living joker in their midst
Condemning and questioning and pushing for release
A lonesome cry of anguish
A mirror with no glass
Trespassing on our silence
Unperturbed of months that passed
Wrap it up in greyish paper
In crayons lost in time
Erasing hurtful emotions and things best left behind
If life was meant to be this hard
A constant fight for ease
Not sure that we want it all
Suppressed by our memories
Bereft of any future
Unwelcome in the now
Haunted by all things that were
Of yes, and no, and why
There is light on the horizon
That is all the prophets preach
But in our lost state of reverie
Not sure any rays will reach
Safe harbours are an illusion
Peace of mind is simply fake
So all we can do is push ahead
And kill off all the songbirds in our wake
There is light on the horizon
That is all the prophets preach
But in our lost state of reverie
Not sure any rays will reach
If life is meant to be this hard
A constant fight for ease
Not sure that we want it all
Suppressed by our memories
By our memories
Kill off all the songbirds in our dreams
Credits
Writer(s): Ramona John
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