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Harmony
by Finding Common Ground
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How do I tie this all together
Been waiting so long for better weather
But the news always proves me wrong
Tracing the fine print with my fingers till they stain
Grey
I let it color my psyche that way, yeah
And that's how it stays
At least for a little while, yeah, maybe this is the year
We buy into dishonest smiling faces
They're bragging about
A brave new world, technology
Juxtaposed with abject poverty
In a system of gladhands run by hypocrisy and greed
Oh, I'm caught in the moment
I thought it was worthless
To fix anything at all
Let it fall
Rented homes and turmoil
Oh, it came down to distance
Could call me a cynic
At least a step away from pessimism
Yeah, that's gotta be something
Stopped burning at both ends
Steadied nervous hands again
I made this, I won't break it
The mess, the balance
The framework of conviction
They were always a part of the canvas
When we planted our feet
Through the fractured concrete
Felt the regret in my chest lifting
Oh, I know that my own shit
Is so hard to balance
Without it caving in like matchsticks
Around another fucking tailspin
Oh, it felt like forgiveness
To treat myself different
It's okay to feel this dissonance
Yeah, it almost sounds like progress
How do I tie this all together
Been waiting so long for better weather
But the news always proves me wrong
Tracing the fine print with my fingers till they stain
Grey
I let it color my psyche that way, yeah
And that's how it stays
At least for a little while, yeah, maybe this is the year
We buy into dishonest smiling faces
They're bragging about
A brave new world, technology
Juxtaposed with abject poverty
In a system of gladhands run by hypocrisy and greed
Oh, I'm caught in the moment
I thought it was worthless
To fix anything at all
Let it fall
Rented homes and turmoil
Oh, it came down to distance
Could call me a cynic
At least a step away from pessimism
Yeah, that's gotta be something
Stopped burning at both ends
Steadied nervous hands again
I made this, I won't break it
The mess, the balance
The framework of conviction
They were always a part of the canvas
When we planted our feet
Through the fractured concrete
Felt the regret in my chest lifting
Oh, I know that my own shit
Is so hard to balance
Without it caving in like matchsticks
Around another fucking tailspin
Oh, it felt like forgiveness
To treat myself different
It's okay to feel this dissonance
Yeah, it almost sounds like progress
