Out of the past on a moon jet from out of bound
Try to relax when my church runs me out of town
Fathom a chance to behold what you never knew
I'm coming around and I won't be leaving
Say you can, say you will turn a four letter self regret
Hold the hand, that holds your fate but don't let it lead you on
Right or wrong, I lie in the bed I make on and on, I lie in the bed, I make
Needed a shove to believe in a jagged edge
The sentiment of a self centered wonder man
I'm coming unglued oh, I couldn't be more obvious
Say you can, say you knew your sincerity bathed in doubt
All you loved and all you knew time let it lead you on
Here in the rough where a crowd still attracts a crowd
Try to relax oh, I couldn't be so obvious
Artist: Van Zant
Artist: Oliver Jones
Artist: Nb Ridaz