Damascus Blades from Vessel by The Accidentals

VERSE 1
Take the poem out of everything
Rusted out radio towers, skeleton swings
Chew on every wise thought
If you don’t taste the truth then there’s a lie that you forgot

PRECHORUS
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high

CHORUS
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
Your callused hands, read them like you haven’t got a plan
Just thriving with the day

VERSE 2
Take your tea and drink it down
We know about it all, this whispering willow of a town
Nothing wrong with the pouring rain
No flaw in a wildfire if you know what you’ve gained

PRECHORUS
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high

CHORUS
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
Your callused hands, read them like you haven’t got a plan
Just thriving with the day

PRECHORUS
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high
To swing above the rest, with failure in your chest

BRIDGE
Nevermind the broken dreams
You’ll stitch together new ones from the wreckage of defeat
And when they ask why you made the change
You’ll just smile and point out all that still remains

PRECHORUS
Just to feel alive, you set the bar so high

CHORUS
The past will fade, or fold up like damascus blades
Your callused hands, read them like you haven’t got a plan
Just thriving with the day

• Folk
• Indie Folk Rock
• Michigan
• Traverse City
• alternative folk
• chamber pop
• indie rock
• pop
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• Traverse City