Lyrics

All of these fathers with their bald spots Pull to the car line dropping kids off the sons and daughters of their parents wounds Parents of their own It’d make some sense if some were made to me Sometimes I don’t see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, and step into the light I step back into the light Sometimes my mind feels like a valley So I take it to the bar Fill it up like an ocean To drown my troubles in Just to find out what good swimmers they are It’d make some sense if some were made to me Sometimes I don’t see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, and step into the light I step back into the light When my dreams feel like a rusty rail That I slapped on a coat of paint As the layer cracked and chipped and failed This wretched lie is all that remains It’d make some sense if some was made to me Sometimes I don’t see love in anything And just when I surrender to my shadow I snap out of it, and step into the light I step back into the light I step into the light I step back into the light