Falling Awake - The Color Morale

In spite of my cheerful demeanor

I’m afraid to set foot in the world

We watch the same dead clocks

These small hands need to meet the larger again

And I chose a road, the one I didn’t know

Now it has brought me here

The stories I’ve have gathered in travels

I wouldn’t trade for the years back

There’s a war inside

I need something to get me through this

Without you, am I ever myself?

The only thing holding us back is us

And ghosts from the last time

Are all the same

We can live again

All we can do is try and try and try and try to change

For ourselves

The night has been my covering

And the day is my disguise

But I can’t seem to stay far enough away

From self created lies

For those of you who question your purpose

Look inside the eyes staring back at you

Past your devil

They long for purpose too

And maybe that’s yours, I know cause it’s mine

You are the second-hand air that I breathe

And these songs were made for you to sing before me

And they are more than just sound

And you are more than just an audience

This is the family that I’ve found

The night has been my covering

And the day is my disguise

But I can’t seem to stay far enough away

From self created lies

I chose a road, and now I know

Nothing will ever come easy

I chose this road

Staying asleep is worse than falling awake

I chose this road

Standing asleep is worse than falling awake