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Bring my face up to the glass
Everyone I know's a stranger
A trophy wall of masks
That I wander by

And I wouldn't have turned my back
Had I know there was so much danger
In the middle of the act
I forgot my line

You say it's part of the plan
But there's nothing on the paper
There's no riddle to understand
Just uncertain minds

If there's no reason to fear
Why feel the need to be the traitor?
It's our hearts that are betrayed here
It's how we mark the time

Sitting out on heaven's porch
Watching a thunderstorm
Tracing over every step
Back to when we were born

So I hope your words were right
Now that they've framed and timeless
Wasn't just an acting out in spite
But a misread sign

Now in this house of glass
When you raise your hand in anger
They'll see you when they pass
And they'll wonder why

Sitting out on heaven's porch
Watching a thunderstorm
Tracing over every step
Back to when we were born

Don't forget the things you've seen
Find the beauty in between
Hold the truth up to the light
Don't go home alone tonight

Close your eyes and feel the wing
Push it all back down inside

And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go
And I can't let it go

Sitting out on heaven's porch
Watching a thunderstorm
Tracing over every step
Back to when we were born

Sitting out on heaven's porch
Watching a thunderstorm
Tracing over every step
Back to when we were born

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