Fault Line

This city ain't feeding me squat
I've got a hole in my chest and I'm feeling it rot
I'll admit I miss you a lot
You gotta hold on babe I'm gonna visit your block
I heard you're dreaming of a city of angels out there
You've got a whole lot to learn to be careful
Where I go ain't far enough
To kick this sourness to the dust
There's a whole lot out there left for us
So keep on praying he will make it up

Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by the fault line
Get your hair all done we'll take a drive
Run this life down until we die
I refuse to think there ain't a higher view
I'll climb this mountain until I'm out of fuel
I'll soar to a higher altitude
There's a beauty in having nothing left to lose

I wear these glasses
To hide my soul from the masses
They've got a whole lot of dents and scratches
People are throwing me in a casket
Where I go ain't far enough
To kick this sourness to the dust
There's a whole lot out there left for us
Keep on praying he will make it up

Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by the fault line
Get your hair all done we'll take a drive
Run this life down until we die
I refuse to think there ain't a higher view
I'll climb this mountain until I'm out of fuel
I'll soar to a higher altitude
There's a beauty in having nothing left to lose
Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by the fault line
Get your hair all done we'll take a drive
Run this life down until we die
I refuse to think there ain't a higher view
I'll climb this mountain until I'm out of fuel
I'll soar to a higher altitude
There's a beauty in having nothing left to lose
Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by the fault line
Get your hair all done we'll take a drive
Run this life down until we die
I refuse to think there ain't a higher view
I'll climb this mountain until I'm out of fuel
I'll soar to a higher altitude
There's a beauty in having nothing left to lose



Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Talbert
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