(Ah, this is a hard song)
Woke up at 4:45 to start a fire outside
And burn my alibis
Mourning past versions of me, wading through good grief
Smoke circling the skies
I move through time
But somehow I'm exactly the same
Maybe it's time
That moves through me inviting change
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
I'll make my old stories new, saturate shades of blue
And pretend I don't care
Trying to turn the clocks back, watch my shadow contract
A stranger with long hair
I move through time
But somehow I'm exactly the same
Maybe it's time
That moves through me inviting change
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
It's quite the life transition, this undercover mission
I'm calling my own bluff
'Cause I'm not gonna bet on this Russian roulette
I'm a gambler with bad luck
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
My voice might get deep
I might bruise my knees
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
