The streets look quite inviting when
Your home’s a tomb
The lights like family watching
The alleyway
Becomes a room
I tried to follow life’s examples
The roads well-trod
No luck with the straight and narrow
This crooked path
Is all I’ve got
All I’ve got…
Out of the traps I set so I could catch myself
They hold on tight—but what fell through
The nets were all the pieces that
Make up this long-lost runaway
I vanished years and years ago
I’m all but fake
Backhands and glares and reprimands
Got too much to take
So I’ll hit the streets and make a life
Beneath the stars
Some fresh air may just help me in
Getting past
All these scars
All these scars…
Beyond the traps I set so I could catch myself
They hold on tight, not letting go
The hardest part of standing still
Is trying to start back up
In the traps I set so I could catch myself
And live to face another day
I’ll leave tonight to find myself
What’s left to lose now, anyway?
I’m caught in the traps I set so I could catch myself
They hold on tight, not letting go
I’ve let me down—I’m standing still
But I’m still standing
In the traps I set so I could catch myself
And lick my wounds—I’m still here today
I’ll risk the pain to find myself
To find this long-lost runaway
credits
from Deep Blue,
released August 28, 2015
Music: I. Doherty/K. Metzger/M. Sloan/P. Sweeney
Lyrics: I. Doherty
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