Playground from Playground by Resolver

The thought of it all
Comes crumbling down
I’m at a loss for words again
And I’ve got a long drive home
I’m in no state to be dissecting
Every mystery in front of me now

Well I change my moods like seasons
While the world remains the same
And it’s my understanding
That I should follow your light
But my vision’s obscured

As a million lives float past me in an endless sea
It’s always too much yet never quite enough
Enough for me, enough for me
My place in everything always in between

Another world, another life, another dream
Another world, another life, another dream
Another world, another life, another dream

And a million lives float past me in an endless sea

The thought of leaving the playground…
The thought of leaving the playground…

Finally leaving the playground

• Alternative
• alternative rock
• experimental rock pop
• indie rock
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• New York