Alright

作曲 : Abigail Smith

I would say I smoke just to stand in the rain

But the true renegade drove off in a hearse

And paper planes spilled out like a tank of propane

Took flight over flame too true to rehearse

How I've grown ill of complaining and under-explaining my pride

Over the potions and pills 'cause all of my wells have run dry

Did I bite down my tongue? Did it come from my nose

To run down the sink and hide in the prose that I write?

Now I know that you've made up your mind

Silver rage washed up all the plans that we made

Yeah, it flooded the bank and yellowed our eyes

Golden grain boiled over a t-shirt stain

My shoulders strain all them stories of mine

'Cause although I've been here before, I've already burned out the page

Guess there's no use in closing the door if I'm only as good as my age

But did I forget and spend half of my life

On some alchemist in exchange for a kiss from the sky?

God knows if she's doing alright

Thinking straight only brought me back home the long way

Don't you see me that way 'cause I said it first?

And though we came from the mouth of an unknown name

I hated LA, and missing her made it worse

Someday I'll make it on out of here and leave all my weapons behind

'Cause there is no virtue in poverty, and all in all love is still kind

You said, "Come on, make it plain," so I wrote you a poem

'Cause changing everything cost a handful of nothin' this time

I wanna know if you're doing alright

And I know that you've made up your mind

Everything must get better in time

No need in twisting my spine

I'll see you on the other side

Yeah, I hope that you're doing just fine

God knows if you're doing alright