Lyrics

It’s a personal time to change
Chase your demons and re-arrange
Tales of who and why to drop from the sky
The story plays on behind your eyes

What kind of fool are you?
All alone in a lonely pew
And the words don’t make sense anymore
One more time to even the score

What kind of fool are you?
All alone in a lonely pew
And the words don’t make sense anymore
One more time to even the score

It was a pivot from the normal ticket
Running away from an aging bigot
And you lasted too long to know
Say you’re sorry, let it all go
You’ve got a choice to use your voice
Everything else just destroys
Remember the reasons to believe
Little boxes in the corner can’t set you free

What kind of fool are you?
All alone in a lonely pew
And the words don’t make sense anymore
One more time to even the score

What kind of fool are you?
All alone in a lonely pew
And the words don’t make sense anymore
One more time to even the score

Sometimes ground control can’t find home
Leaves you lost in your catacomb
Searching for an exit to make an escape
But it was you who forgot to make your claim

Chorus x 4

© Fred Argir 2019