Minty Ballard
Spent * Track #4 On Songs of Drinking and Rebellion
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Minty Ballard Lyrics
Still life painting
Still afraid of life
Talks endlessly for hours
Never knowing what to say
Playful distractions didn't help at all
Drinking your smile as the room falls asleep
And the voices prove
Prove we exist
In this place where we once lived
You unfold yourself like a palace of rumor
And you count the hours
And the distance to keep
And we'll watch for rustle in the sheet
Lightest touch of hands on cobblestone streets
The smile on your face
Is like truth running everything
We're so in luck with my minds
And hold these guns like hands
We'll count the hours as the day creeps to your bed
Tired of your excuses and we're living past mistakes
Let's unwrap the hours and start making your way