Old ships, battle scars, silhouettes of skeletons
A new sun once the clouds are gone
These are things that I am not
Old news, heaven sent, if heaven wasn’t what it is
If all the stars fell from the storm
Then this is what I’ve becomeI need a new relief
Dressed as a new belief
And then
I could try to be anything or anyone other than who I was
-Anthony Green ft. Nate Ruess
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