Michael Stanley

The Ground

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There's rumors of angels tonight
But I'm not quite sure what to believe
And if God's in His heaven
How come all's not right with the world...
And these questions can crush you
And kill all your spirit
And drop you straight down to your knees
Where you find yourself hiding behind all
Those flags left unfurled

Ah, take nothing for granted hold everything dear
But some things are certain and perfectly clear...

Soldiers leave their blood
Lovers leave their hearts
Scholars leave their wisdom
And poets leave their art
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

Some leave their innocence
Others leave their soul
Some try when they're younger
Some not till they're old
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

And how many lines can they move now
Till anyone knows where to stand
And how many songs does it take
Till you find your voice...
And we've all been blindsided by
Worlds that collided
Now nothing's according to plan
And what you do know is clearly
A matter of choice...

Ah, take nothing for granted hold everything dear
But some things are certain and perfectly clear...

Soldiers leave their blood
Lovers leave their hearts
Scholars leave their wisdom
And poets leave their art
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

Some leave their innocence
Others leave their soul
Some try when they're younger
Some not till they're old
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

Oh and, there are those who can get away clean
They're the ones who don't even try
They're the ones who believe that there
Ain't much more
Then gettin' out of here alive...yeah...

Soldiers leave their blood
Lovers leave their hearts
Scholars leave their wisdom
And poets leave their art
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

Some leave their innocence
Others leave their soul
Some try when they're younger
Some not till they're old
We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

We all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

And we all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...

And we all leave something every time
We try and take the ground...


Autor(es): Michael Stanley

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