I can’t take it anymore
It’s time now to shut the door
Take back what I said
Because no one fakes a fairy tale, In the end
Speak to me softly and Ill seek
To color outside the lines, That’s divided me
The farmers tale, the dinner bell
Helps me realize that it’s just so hard to tell, Just so hard to tell
I can’t take it anymore
It’s time now to shut the door
Take back what I said
Because No one fakes a fairy tale, In the end
Why must we shiver and toss in the night?
Like addicts relapsing at the very first sight?
As the rain draws closer, begetting the heat
So do the fiery embers that burn by our feet
Who has become your silver ghost?
A knock on the head and I’m moving slow
Stopped in your tracks, like you need to know
We wont live your fairy tale
Who has become your silver ghost?
A knock on the head and I’m moving slow
Stopped in your tracks, like you need to know
We wont live that fairy tale
credits
released February 28, 2020
SONG CREDITS
Music and lyrics - Timothy John Norton
Producer - Timothy John Norton
Vocal accompaniment - Hanna Hondzo
Saxophone - Kurtis Shaffer
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