We both fell for lust,
and called it love.
Broke ourselves,
and pretended it was enough.
So don't feed me lies because i've been well fed,
dying from growing pains over the things I never said.
Cause I know, and you know, that we are different.
Sewn apart at different seams, though we're both chasing our dreams.
And I've got some scars, but God knows you do too.
And if I had the words, I would speak of grace to you.
So we could have a ball, and learn to dance for tonight,
and maybe in the morning we would finally be alright.
So when the devil comes knocking on my door,
and all my demons scream my name
we can face the troubles hand in hand,
singing there's power in the name.
credits
from The Voyage,
released May 3, 2012
Written by Nathan Olmstead and Josh Szydlik
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