Spare Time
I guess my hands are tied
Caught in your web of lies
You got me just where you want me
Without an allibi
You'll make me pay the price
And try to put this thing on me
It's like you said
I'm in over my head
And I'm dying just to find you
The one who played
The picture in the frame
Don't know if I can find you
I just don't know what you do in your spare time
You got me wrong
Freezing winds were stayed
By warming words
To touch your healing
To the hurt
I'll treasure every lesson learned
To the embers
Fire fails, blushes pale
We will answer the call
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us
Grieving alone
Frail is our beauty in the end
But all we count is sentiment
A memory stays to guide
The way and whisper
Don't lose sight, don't deny
We are leaves meant to fall
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fills the need that can leave
Us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through what we knew
Would come all a long
Sometimes I feel
I don't have the words
Sometimes I feel
I'm not being heard
And then I fear I'm feeling
Nothing more
Sometimes I feel
I don't want this change
I think we all have to rearrange
And now I feel there's
No one losing me
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave
Us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us though as you hear me
As you do, as you need me
Making true
What we knew would come all along
Caught in your web of lies
You got me just where you want me
Without an allibi
You'll make me pay the price
And try to put this thing on me
It's like you said
I'm in over my head
And I'm dying just to find you
The one who played
The picture in the frame
Don't know if I can find you
I just don't know what you do in your spare time
You got me wrong
Freezing winds were stayed
By warming words
To touch your healing
To the hurt
I'll treasure every lesson learned
To the embers
Fire fails, blushes pale
We will answer the call
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us
Grieving alone
Frail is our beauty in the end
But all we count is sentiment
A memory stays to guide
The way and whisper
Don't lose sight, don't deny
We are leaves meant to fall
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fills the need that can leave
Us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through what we knew
Would come all a long
Sometimes I feel
I don't have the words
Sometimes I feel
I'm not being heard
And then I fear I'm feeling
Nothing more
Sometimes I feel
I don't want this change
I think we all have to rearrange
And now I feel there's
No one losing me
Seeds of eulogy to sow
Along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave
Us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us though as you hear me
As you do, as you need me
Making true
What we knew would come all along
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Ford, Tommy Curwen, Christian Murphy, Aaron Trowbridge
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