Balconies - Paper Route

You’re tearing out my heart

Burning a memory in time

I know that it’s my fault

Trading out trouble with pride

Raise your arms and hold balconies of grace

Raise your arms and hold what you can’t replace

It’s the simple things that I can’t get right

It’s the hunting heart trying to survive

And for every wound there’s a hill to climb

Can we reach that high, reach that high

You don’t have to speak

You can just sleep while I drive

And if I’m in your dreams

Am I what you want to find?

Raise your arms and hold balconies of grace

Raise your arms and hold what you can’t replace

It’s the simple things that I can’t get right

It’s the hunting heart trying to survive

And for every wound there’s a hill to climb

Can we reach that high, reach that high

Raise your arms and hold

Raise your arms and hold

Raise your arms and hold balconies of grace

Raise your arms and hold