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I can’t seem to see the beauty in the little things
I step back and I can’t find the forest for the bitter leaves
Leaving bittersweet trails for the snail and the rabbits
The patient and the panicked ones, twos...

Ones, twos, threes, fours..

The whiskey on your breath is making me sick
It makes me think about the words you said, “Life could be a dream”
But waking up would be enough but then you’re stuck
Somewhere between the ifs and buts and whys and
Who’s to blame when all that’s right is wrong, it’s all the same
Just a game to play to lose we choose to stay or go
Who knows the roads to take, take, take
Maybe you do but I’m confused and all I really know, Jay,
Is that the whiskey on your breath, Oh Lord, it’s kinda making me sick.
The games I play today, how could I explain?

The days that pull my hair, punch me in the gut
Spilt cups sink or swim, we’re all diving into the world
On TV, we see the lovely people smiling free
I worry we worry about the way they are
More than the people we love, people we could become
People, look at what we’ve become.

So what if I count to four on this tree?
And then if I turn around I might see
That this game of hide and seek

It was never for me, it was never for you
We live to believe, we die cause it’s true
But it’s better than losing the faith in the one that you love
Or finding out God is no cloud up above
But the kingdom come, well it’s a heart full of love
A love that is deeper than steeples and hugs
A love that keeps people keep hoping for love
A love that holds on when we’re not enough

And all you need is la-a-ahh-ve

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