It ain't perfect nothing is Still room to grow Feeling different staying in Made a little poem So when I sit back in my chair As the evening wains I don’t remember getting here But I am glad I came
So don’t look down Just cross the bridge When you get there You’ll know why you did
There's a better life on the other side It's your double life on the other side There's a better life on the other side
It ain't simple Like before Theses are different times No longer worried About getting bored Just trying to clear my mind From all the noise out there All the spooks All the moving parts Cameras everywhere I look Were imitate loss
So don’t look down Just cross the bridge When you get there You’ll know why you did
There's a better life on the other side It's your double life on the other side It's your second life on the other side There's an honest life on the other side It's your double life on the other side
