Let It Ring

Eight Count

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Holding on to what is perfect,
Perfection is the flaw from everything that's bad,
Attraction and misunderstanding,
The stone that held me down and drowned the words from my tongue

Another day marked on the chalkboard,
Added to the days where every word meant the world,
And even if that day meant nothing,
Let these little words speak what your mind has felt for years,
Let it ring (Let it ring) Let it ring

Your strength, your hold, put your fist straight to the sky and,
Let it ring (Let it ring) Let it ring,
Your voice, your cry, not just spoken through your eyes,
Just let me take your thoughts and speak it in my song.

Another day marked on the chalkboard,
Added to the days where every word meant the world,
And even if that day meant nothing,
Let these little words speak what your mind has felt for years,
Let it ring (Let it ring) Let it ring