Lyrics In The Clear - Spencer Radcliffe

In The Clear

Phone, keys, wallet
I’m out the door
I’d love to talk to you when I have some more time
If you need something to praise, we could build a monument for the abridged
«Hooray!»
This watch has bills to pay, trading in hours for another day
Banished to a planet that is vanishing, standing in the shadows of a trash
machine
Hope, faith, knowing, fear
Smoking gun, the end is near
Hope, faith, knowing, fear
Time stops, we’re in the clear
Lost track
We’ll trace it back counting every step because we cut the slack
Gotta keep a ship tight, sails raised
Gotta crack a whip to break a thin malaise
Piper’s in the valley with a broken reed
Knight is in the stable with a tired steed while all the peasants in the
projects practice alchemy
I guess you’ve gotta cast a spell to break a prophecy
Hope, faith, knowing, fear
Smoking gun, the end is near
Hope, faith, knowing, fear
Time stops, we’re in the clear