The Aftermath
Well I sold my shoes
For a front row seat on the moon
I found all that I can save
And I still got the blues
I picked up the blade
And shaved my beard
And I walked back into town
With nothing to fear
I picked up my mess
And put it in the ground
And I watered it down
Waited for the seed to sprout
Well silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Well I took my last rose
And threw it in the fire
And I gathered all the ashes
Started my empire
What is it to you
Man I do what I please
And when I pray for you
I don't expect you to pray for me
Well silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Well I took a bath
In a constellation aftermath
When I jumped off that start
I looked upon this plastic place
Saved it with all of my grace
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
For a front row seat on the moon
I found all that I can save
And I still got the blues
I picked up the blade
And shaved my beard
And I walked back into town
With nothing to fear
I picked up my mess
And put it in the ground
And I watered it down
Waited for the seed to sprout
Well silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Well I took my last rose
And threw it in the fire
And I gathered all the ashes
Started my empire
What is it to you
Man I do what I please
And when I pray for you
I don't expect you to pray for me
Well silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Well I took a bath
In a constellation aftermath
When I jumped off that start
I looked upon this plastic place
Saved it with all of my grace
Silence fills the air when it's raining
But I don't see anyone complaining
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
Truth pokes it's head out
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Writer(s): Trevor Hall, Samuel Stephenson Markus
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