Last Conservative
Learning To Stand
When I think of our timeI see unfinished linesBut I don't trust my eyes or my heart anymorethen you find yourself alongBroken bottles, broken homesWe're moments from bliss or catastropheI know this is not some momentary thingI'm not going backBelieve itThis is the sound of two feet Learning to stand on their ownThen another year goes byWith another wasted tryI've broken every promise I've made to myselfThen we find ourselves aloneBroken bottles, broken homesYou say everything is possibleWell, I'm not so sure
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