F.I.S. - Heartstrings

The ones who pull the strings are often out of touch
As scary as it is, it's really nothing much
More than a painting on a wall
Or the leaves before the fall
It's all about appearance,
And waiting on her call
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
And everything feels unusually the same
Think we all will go back to from whence we came?
From stardust into superstar
A light year isn't really far
If you're the one who drives the car
I'll bet the future sets the bar
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
So run child run
Through the flowers and the grass
The rain has come
And the clouds won't last
Soon the setting sun can't be denied
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp
I know she's out of grasp

Written by:
Alex Burrows, Ethan Burrows, Josh Macera

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