Look Ma!
(Look ma) Look ma, the wind's stopped blowing
And I see that that means nothing
There's more to a storm
All the wires are down, and there is not a sound
But I pray, just for today
(Look ma) Look ma, I ain't done growing
My blind eyes are slowly opening up again
Sun overhead
By now denial is breaking
I'm over the fake love making
As a way of quick escape
Through the chaos and the calm
Found some comfort in the harm
And I fall apart
Look ma, some winds still blowing
I'm over pretending knowing it all
As I hit the floor
It's gonna be a long, long day
Looking for a long, long winter
Planning on an easy way
To get around the whole thing quicker
Trick of the mind for a minute
Was only lying to myself
Pushing my luck to the limit
Putting the poison on the shelf
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer/s: Benjamin Leftwich, Joe Rubel
