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lyrics
There it goes, the big idea blows away like dust.
I’m coughing it up.
The grass is greener, the air is cleaner
And it changes your luck.
When does a force of nature run away?
Cop out, cover up, stall, equivocate?
Afraid of what they say, a little wind so well-behaved.
And the storm that was gonna change everything
Grew up, blew away, melted into space.
Is that all, after all?
Is that all, after all?
Feels like the story’s over.
Oh these chains can’t hold a soul.
There it goes, the big blue sky is up for sale,
And I’m broke, coughing it up.
Pennies, dimes and all of my precious time
Traded just for a moment
Of no distractions, no divisions,
Just open road for miles and miles and miles,
Unpainted, undone.
I’ll take a picture of this treasure
Keep it close to remember why.
These blue walls are faking freedom.
Feels like the story’s over.
Oh these chains can’t hold a soul.
A tornado brewing under my skin,
Beneath the surface calm I’ve been,
About to blow it all to pieces,
About to blow it all to peace.
