Brett Paul - These Days (Acoustic)

Let me be my way of where and when I was before
Why I met and felt alight not knowing why or for
I knew and through that upside down was something near too far
I as much but thought was gone beneath a morning scar
Arise for wicked words and stricken pulling out for call
To running ringing rising balance way before we fall

Oh look at these days
Oh
Oh look at these days
Oh

Not so was and worth with that none above could see
The pause to call and forth here ready waiting weary me
Still locking top in cooling treasures formally unknown
The last come back from far between the fear of none that shown
It could that chance divide insight the might and whim of calling
'Til there concede that almost need to stop the stars from falling

Oh look at these days
Oh
Oh look at these days

Oh
Ah
Ah

Oh look at these days
Oh
Oh look at these days
Oh

Written by:
Brett Richardson

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