In construction, I'll honor your soul
Laid down, something more beautiful
I'm tempted to rewrite it all
This time I know I'm going
In straight lines to bad lands
I'm leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind, my left hand
Reaches for you I'm holding
On for dear life, cut from old cloth
Tarred by the same brush
As I sit here in the window of third
For the first time I feel I wont fall
In straight lines to bad lands
I'm leaving nothing to chance
Courageous mind, my left hand
Reaches for you I'm holding
I believe in
I believe in when
I believe in
I believe in when

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