A fifteen minute warning, Brings another belly full of butterflies. I'm just a child of Jesus, A stage for my confessions.
And those who come to witness, Have joints they hide among their cigarettes. They've been let out of their cages.
What they've spent for their freedom, Left enough to buy a ticket. To celebrate what's in the air tonight, And trade their wars for encores. Forget the day and fade away.
And to the front row junkies, There's no such thing as backstage arguments. Where vanity outrages.
They've enough to buy a ticket, To celebrate what's in the air tonight. And trade their wars for encores, And let the day fade away.
The best shows are all ages. Left their books in lockers for the night. To be let out of their cages, They will borrow beg, steal, and save for, Enough to buy a ticket, To celebrate what's in the air tonight . I'll take the highs with butterflies, Leave the day fade away.
Rise, my love, Be the one that you are. Surprise, my love, I love everything that you are.
You are the lows, You are the highs, You're the fears and the pain, And rest assured we will survive another year.
What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah.
Rise above When I am what I am. Surprise, my love, You love everything that I am
I am the lows, I am the highs, I'm the fears and the pain. And rest assured we will survive another year.
What's it going to take to redirect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. What's it going to take to perfect us, to reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah. If we're a problem then we will correct us, reconnect us, resurrect us, yeah.
We are the lows, We are the highs, We're the fears and the pain. We're not some temporary haven in a fierce hurricane. Bring on the wind, bring on the rain, the thunder, lightning, it's insane. Bring on the sun, bring on the breeze.
Yeah, we've made it now we're redirected, reconnected, resurrected, yeah. Every little thing has been perfected, redirected, resurrected, yeah . Every little problem was corrected, and redirected. We're resurrected, yeah. We're taking on the world and unaffected, we're redirected, resurrected, yeah.
You feel like yesterday, all tattered and worn away And you say you don't care if I leave ya back there. When you were open wide and let everyone inside And they left you one by one When the damage was done.
Well I know what you're thinking.. Sometimes you feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand.
You feel like yesterday, tired and torn away. Though you say you don't care I'm gonna find you somewhere. Remember who you are, you were always the brightest star And though you're not shining now, I'll get you back there somehow
'Cause everyone has been there.. When you feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand
And I know what you're thinking, The lines upon your face Were left there by the smile that went without a trace
Well I will be there, We'll get you back to that place
Where you don't feel so second hand, Passed over, left over, and just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them. What a shame you think they came and left you second hand, Passed over and left over, ya just don't understand. I guess you gave your best to every one of them, What a shame you think they came and left you second hand, Left you second hand, left you second hand.
Who's the very muse for the first drawings in a cave? Who inspired the requiem that sent him to his grave?
I bet it was someone, I bet it was someone, someone like you.
The recipient of Vincent's ear that left him traumatized, Who was wrapped in blue leaving Gershwin rhapsodized?
I bet it was someone, I bet it was someone, someone like you.
When I go to bed at night, pray to God that I Create a masterpiece that's worthy of your ears and of your Eyes and immortalize you and I For someone who inquires about the girl where every inspiration lies.
Lennon wrote Please Please Me well before they came stateside. McCartney wrote for no one but I'm pretty sure he lied.
He wrote it for someone, he wrote it for someone, someone like you.
And if I should die, God forbid that I Pass away with ideas left in limbo in creative purgatory. And the day that you pass away, No one knows that girl happens to be the very girl where every inspiration lay.
Heaven help the world when you're no longer for our eyes. Heaven rain the colors down to form another prize.
She better be someone, she better be someone, she better be someone, she better someone, she better be someone, she better be someone, someone like you.
Right turn, The neighborhood is pretty quiet for a weekday. Left turn, The same one way to work almost everyday.
Pass by the high school, A memory rerun When I was seventeen couldn't wait for twenty-one. I pass by the church Where I married you When you were twenty-one and I was twenty-two.
A stop sign, A chance to clear my mind before the workday. Then a right turn Is where I catch another glimpse of the highway.
So I speed pass the building, I always wanted to Since I was twenty-one, almost twenty-two. If I'd had the nerve, I'd have quit there before You turned twenty-three and couldn't take me anymore.
The well known Sits in a cloud of dust of on this weekday. My cell phone Is in about a million pieces on the highway.
Speed down the highway, Rack up the miles. One hundred twenty-one, a hundred twenty-two. Roll down the window, Roll out the miles. One hundred twenty-three, a hundred twenty-four. And straight down the highway, The road offers no guarantees. (One thousand twenty-one, one thousand twenty-two.) Drive through the morning, drive into the sun, And I'm free. (One thousand twenty-three, one thousand twenty-four).
