The Other Side
(T. Grose)
Making the play, the future is mine
Seizing the day, walking the line
Here I stand, just a man with his life in his hands
With tooth and nail and hand over fist I climb on and on...
A dream of a life far from here
I know one day I'll find...
A better way
A brighter day
The perfect life
Is on the other side
A chance for me
To live the dream
The grass is green
On the other side...
Reaching the top and I wonder, is this all there is?
All those years that I walked the line
Played the role, took it's toll on this goldfish bowl I call life
From every direction a voice - don't know which way to turn...
I search for a life far from here
The one I left behind...
Another headline, another fallen star
Are we better off where we are?
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