seeyat

Study a single song, no it's wrong
Imagine a world in the heartwork of an album
Never impress, do your best to stress, don't break
Your voice is everything but fake, we all make mistakes
Apologies accepted by the lot, not our message, we were taught
The world thought what could have been bought

The least expensive instrument, a voice, also a choice
Less time destroying, just enjoying, warm your throat, keep it moist
Make the best decisions for your body, yield to nobody
Pray you keep your lungs for they embody
All the character and function of a tune, beneath the moon
Twilight singing in the streets, no more seats, midnight to noon

Dance the most you can and take my hand, no more demands
I understand there is no will to fold and be that man
A smile on every face I see, that will is me
I will not break this vow to thee, my mother, she
Could always count on one thing only from her son, only one
Attempt to lift their spirits, every one, when hope is done