From the recording Bright in Bad Weather

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Lyrics

I love to give off the impression that I’ve got it all together. That I’m shining bright in bad weather. But with a closer look you’ll see there’s no one confused as me. I’m just waiting for an older soul to understand and comfort me with wrinkled hands. Well I’m all ears friend. Wipe my tears then. Your lips are quivering, but I can hear you whispering. You cannot hold your own against the weight of the unknown. You should let the ones who walked the path. Be the voice to bring you back. I hate to leave you with a question, but it’s pressing on my chest. And it’s my last one I’ll confess. Could you point me towards the truth? I’ve been so angry all my youth. It seems like you and I are the same. With our fathers placing the blame. Prechorus. Chorus.