DICOTOM-IA

I was chasing the sunrise, with no plan in my hands
A pocket full of dreams, and some holes in my plans
I had days full of laughter, I had nights full of doubt
Lost a couple of rounds, but I never tapped out

We came here to play, we came here to live
To take what we get and give what we give
And give what we give, we came here to play
To smile, to cry, to fall on the ground
And get up and try

I remember the moments when the road felt too long
When I thought I was broken, but I kept moving on
There were doors that were closing, there were chances I missed
But the best parts of life were the ones I didn't plan

So pour another coffee let the old records spin
Tomorrow is a question but tonight we begin
No need for perfection, no need to explain
We are here for the journey, for the joy and the pain

We came here to play, we came here to live
To take what we get and give what we give
And give what we give, we came here to play
To smile, to cry, to fall on the ground
And get up and try

We came here to play, that's all that we know
We don't own the ending
We just love the road

I saw the sign, I read it clear
But I let my pride just shift the gear
Told myself, "girl, you know what you're doing"
Honey, that's how all the good ones start their ruin
I burned the bridge before I crossed it
Held the key and still got locked out
I handed fate a loaded gun and called it luck
Some lessons don't knock twice they just erupt

The punishment is coming, honey, I can feel it in my bones
I walked right into fire, now I'm reaping what I've sown
No one said it'd be easy, no one promised you a crown
But the punishment will lift you right before it takes you down

Mama tried to tell me, Lord she tried
But a stubborn heart don't learn from other people's rides
So I took the long way, yeah, the hard road down
Wore my bad decisions like a thorny crown
I didn't fall into this I walked in, eyes wide
Built every wall that left me trapped inside
Can't blame the devil for what I chose
When the mirror shows you that's how knowing goes

The punishment is coming, honey, I can feel it in my bones
I walked right into fire, now I'm reaping what I've sown
No one said it'd be easy, no one promised you a crown
But the punishment will lift you right before it takes you down

I hit the bottom, yeah I hit it hard
Couldn't see the stars behind those battle scars
But fire doesn't ask you what you're ready to release
It just takes what's borrowed till you're down to what's your piece
A bitter teacher but she always tells the truth
Sits you down and strips you till there's nothing left but you
And the you that's the you that finally knows what you were put here to do

I'm not asking for your pity
I'm not looking for your grace
I earned every single lesson
That the punishment placed
And if I had to do it over
Lord, I'd probably do the same
'Cause the woman standing here now
Needed every bit of that flame
Every bit of that flame
Every bit of that flame...

The punishment is coming, honey, I can feel it in my bones
I walked right into fire, now I'm reaping what I've sown
No one said it'd be easy, no one promised you a crown
But the punishment will lift you right before it takes you down

Thank you for the burning
Thank you for the scars
Thank you for the long nights
That put me under stars
I didn't know I needed
What I swore I couldn't take
But the punishment was love
Speaking in the only voice I'd hear
...yeah, love...
...thank you...

I kept your side of the bed turned down,
poured out two cups for the quiet of one.
Hung my coat on the same old hook,
kept pretending the ending hadn't come.
But the clock on the wall already knew
what my heart took a year to say

I was late, oh, late to my own goodbye,
standing watch over some that died.
Holding a hand that let go long ago
I just left too slow, Lord, I left too slow.

You were never the villain here,
you packed up your truth and you walked out clean.
I built the cage and I called it home,
locked it from the inside, swept up what I'd seen.
Every light on that road burned red,
but I drove on through anyway

I was late, oh, late to my own goodbye,
standing watch over some that died.
Holding a hand that let go long ago
I just left too slow, Lord, I left too slow.

I knew, I knew on the first day God, I knew,
felt the cold roll in before the fall.
Sat at the table of a love gone cold
and called it faith... but it was no love at all.

So I was late but I'm walking now,
no more grief for a thing I let go.
Made my peace with the long goodbye,
I just had to learn how to know
when it's time to go (in departing late)
Departing late (in departing late) gone now, gone (in departing late)
Departing late... and the porch light's off.

Cold sheets. Empty room.
The morning comes too soon.
No light. No sound.
Just ashes on the ground.

I'm not here. I'm not me.
The silence cuts too deep.
The clock stops. The walls close.
This is as low as it goes.

The damage you have done, it left me with no one.
I gave you my life, my soul and my all.
And I've got nothing left, nothing left at all.

No tears. They're all gone.
I'm too tired to go on. No prayers.
No God. Just the dark where I fall.
The damage you have done

The damage you have done, it left me with no one.
I gave you my life, my soul and my all.
And I've got nothing left, nothing left at all.

The damage you have done, it left me with no one.
I gave you my life, my soul and my all.
And I've got nothing left, nothing left at all.
(Nothing left, nothing nothing left)
Nothing left at all.

Cold sheets.
Empty room.

Down in the basement where the old amps glow,
Friday comes a knocking and we're ready to go.
One cracks a joke and we're all talking loud
five little voices making noise like a crowd.

Friends! Friends!
Sentences and conflicts! talk, talk, talk!
Words coming fast and the night running late
we fuss and we fight, we fight but we're cut from the same.

Eddie says one thing, Joe says ten,
Sadie keeps laughing, here we go again.
Ray's got a reason, I just roll my eyes
somebody's wrong but nobody dies.

Friends! Friends!
Sentences and conflicts! talk, talk, talk!
Words coming fast and the night running late
we fuss and we fight, we fight but we're cut from the same.

Slam of a door and it's quiet a while,
two minutes later somebody cracks a smile.
That's how it goes when you're thick as thieves
you can't stay mad at the ones who never leave.

Friends! Friends!
Sentences and conflicts! talk, talk, talk!
Words coming fast and the night running late
we fuss and we fight, we fight but we're cut from the same.

Friends... sentences and conflicts!
Pouring love in a crack of coffee cup
Yeah, the volume's high but the heart is too
Just another night of getting through with you
Friends! Friends!
Sentences and conflicts!
Words coming fast and the night running late
we fuss and we fight but, but we're cut from the same.
Friends! Friends!
Sentences and conflicts!
Friends! Friends!
Cut from the same

Some bonds don't get spoken, they just quietly hold,
older than the reasons, deeper than the words.
You don't ask me to stay, that was settled long ago,
in a language we never had to learn.

No grand promises, nothing to memorize
just look to your left,
I'm right there, by your side.

Say the word, I'll book a ticket to Nowhere,
no map and no reason I don't need to know where or the when
Beneath your feet turns to sand,
let my voice be the stone where you land.

No grand promises, nothing to memorize
just look to your left,
I'm right there, by your side.

I'll carry the half you can't carry alone,
keep every secret you hand me locked in my chest.
And the ones running their mouths in the dark
they come through me first.

No grand promises, no oath to recognize
just look to your left,
I'm still right there, by your side.

By your side...
by your side.

There's a table in a room where the light hangs low,
four cold cups and a clock running slow.
Nobody's laughing, nobody's loud
just smoke curling up like a thinking-out-loud.

One of them taps on the rim of a spoon,
another keeps staring at the dark.
They've been circling this thing since the brew was hot
now it's cold, and they know it's the moment they've got.

The coffee table leads the decision,
where the big things get said real low.
The coffee table makes the call now
once it's spoken, it's a road they gotta go.

Somebody pushes a cup to the side,
somebody's already got keys in their hand.
No vote and no speech, just a look going round
and a chair pulling back with a scrape on the ground.

The coffee table leads the decision,
where the big things get said real low.
The coffee table makes the call now
once it's spoken, it's a road they gotta go.

They didn't pick easy, they picked the long way down,
the kind of leaving that don't come around twice.

The coffee table leads the decision,
where the big things get said real low.
The coffee table makes the call now
once it's spoken, it's a road they gotta go.

I've been watching the dust settle in these old shoes,
a million miles of walking, just paying my dues.
I broke bread with strangers, learned a thousand ways to pray,
underneath so many foreign skies, just chasing the day.
There were nights the cold wind cut right to the bone,
in crowded rooms where anyone can feel so alone.
I've seen the bottom of the barrel, tasted the bitter rain,
but I wouldn't trade a single tear, wouldn't trade the pain.

Oh, the lines upon my face are maps of where I've been,
every scar is just a story, a new skin I'm living in.
I ain't looking for your pity, ain't looking for a cure,
just standing in the twilight, steady, calm, and sure.

Looking back down this long and winding track,
Carry the world in my pocket, I don't want it back.
It's a bittersweet kind of honey, heavy kind of gold,
yeah, it's been a hard-fought journey, but a beauty to behold.

Now the shadows are growing, the sun is dipping low,
I've got rhythm in my footsteps from the places that I know.
Every heartbreak taught me how to sing a deeper tune,
how to find a little sunshine on the dark side of the moon.

Oh, the lines upon my face are maps of where I've been,
every scar is just a story, a new skin I'm living in.
I ain't looking for your pity, ain't looking for a cure,
just standing in the twilight, steady, calm, and sure.

Looking back down this long and winding track,
Carry the world in my pocket, I don't want it back.
It's a bittersweet kind of honey, heavy kind of gold,
yeah, it's been a hard-fought journey, but a beauty to behold.

Looking back down this long and winding track,
Carry the world in my pocket, I don't want it back.
It's a bittersweet kind of honey, a heavy kind of gold,
it's been a hard-fought journey, but a beauty to behold.

Looking back down this long and winding track,
Carry the world in my pocket, I don't want it back.
It's a bittersweet kind of honey, a heavy kind of gold,
it's been a hard-fought journey, but a beauty to behold.
Beauty to be hold…