This is such an amazing song. You’ve probably seen/heard it a lot by now if you’ve been following me on Twitter.
Thirty heartbeats from the rain
You’re a poet with a strangers name
’cause you woke up with a shattered heart
And the pieces are hard to find
In this wasted town where they’ve broken you down
And poisoned you with words.
Under painted lies that you’ve memorized
It’s a story that no ones heard
*chorus*
Whats wrong with this world we live in
Where everything good and bad collide
When did you stop believing
How do you know
That you’ve reached the other side?
A traveler on these streets of gold
You never meant to sell your soul but you
Find yourself re-arranged like a prophet going blind
Tired of saving yourself when there’s no one to help
And you’re fighting with both hands tied
And you’re ready to go in your heart cause you know
No one cares if you live or die
You can swallow your pride
But the river is wide
It returns you to where you have been
Back to sand on the shore
Back to heaven and war
You’re searching for where to begin
