Tony Garmon - Pocket of Normality

Honeysuckle scents fond memories of time well spent
Twilight sky high above my head
In Gods little corner of America
This is where I said my prayers
This is where I pledged my life
We run like whitetails across these fields
Pretty soon there will be nothing left
Pocket of normality
Pocket of normality
Some still believe in dreams and
Everyone is not quite twisted yet
Oh no my home
Gods little corner of America
Growing up was never as easy as this
A place we could just be kids
Jesus still performs miracles in
Gods little corner of America
Hazy days on the baseball field and lives made on stage
Sad so much has to change but look at how much really stays the same
Pocket of normality
Pocket of normality
Some still strive on faith and
Everyone is not quite twisted yet
Oh no, my home
In Gods little corner of America
Pocket of normality
Pocket of normality
We still believe in dreams and
Everyone is not quite twisted yet
Pocket of normality
Pocket of normality
Right in the center of Gods little corner of America

Written by:
Brody Griffin, Patrick Lawrence, Tony Garmon

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