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A rule of thirds kind of life I live you'll discover
I'm mostly off to the side or often I'm under
You're like a vending machine that's gone out of order
You just take what I offer and then find another one to give you comfort
And I wonder if you lie awake
in the wreckage from the storms of words you say
And although you're many miles away,
I'm still in it
You run your mouth like a pack of wolves, you be careful
Before your hands are tied by the cords of your vocals
Hear that noise? It's the rattling of the shackles
On your heart as you ramble without a care for anyone else at all
And I wonder if you lie awake
in the wreckage from the storm of words you say
And although you're many miles away,
I'm still in it
(Forgive. Repeat until we leave.
Forgive. Release. And maybe you could forgive me.
Forgive like you've forgiven me.)
A rule of thirds kind of life,
kinda like a rule of thirds kind of life
And I wonder if you lie awake
in the wreckage from the storms of words you say
And although you're many miles away,
I'm still in it
I'm still in it
Are you still in it?
I'm still in it
- Album:
- Zoetic
- Christmas Madness (EP)
- Life Will Write the Words
- Of Men And Angels: B-Sides (EP)
- Of Men And Angels
- You Gotta Believe
- Do You Feel
- Miscellaneous
- Calendar Days
- The Early Years EP
- Same Air
- Same Air - Single
- Bryce Avary, His Instruments and Your Voices
- Help Me Out - Single
- Cold War - Single
- The Best of A2P to These Days
- Hello, We Are the Militia Group
- Dead and Dreaming: An Indie Tribute to Counting Crows
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 110: March 2003
- SRE Recordings Cornerstone 2005 Rock Sampler