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letra de the wreckage - ruston kelly

[verse 1]
i was taught to love, i was taught to give
i was told to shape this life i live
by the work of an honest man
guess i never learned that it could burn down
with everything i earned, if somehow
it slipped right out of my hands
like a hurricane blowing through the sand

[chorus]
now i’m standing on the corner, watching cars go by
wondering why i’m so numb inside
dust cloud hanging up over these lights
somebody’s running from their crumbling life
caught by the trouble and the pain
and brought down to rubble by the shame
where the smoke’s rising up through the rain
and whеre only ashes remain
and i can’t bеar the thought it was all my fault
that everything fell apart
’cause i swear i’ve got a good heart
i just don’t know where to start
when the waters are rising too high
and i feel like a child
in here among the wreckage
see ruston kelly live
get tickets as low as $20
[verse 2]
’cause every time i wake, the morning takes
another piece of my strength and my faith
for so many years and i’ve never known why
and the only things that numb the pain
are the same d-mn things that eat away
any chance i’ll ever know who i am inside
but even if i’ve lost my mind
i’ve forgotten for a little while

[chorus]
that i’m standing on the corner, watching cars go by
wondering why i’m so numb inside
dust cloud hanging up over these lights
guess i was running from my crumbling life
caught by the trouble and the pain
and brought down to rubble by the shame
where the smoke’s rising up through the rain
and where only ashes remain
and i can’t bear the thought it was all my fault
that everything fell apart
i swear to god i’ve got a good heart
i just don’t know where to start
to build it up again
and i feel like a kid
here among the wreckage
[bridge]
when the darkness settles down over these empty city nights
and the bars have closed, everyone’s gone home
but, no, not me
i’m walking between the shadows and the light
trying to run or trying to hide from a ghost
i’m thinking ’bout the faith that only came with the hearts of the young
while we ran through wild woods under our summer suns
i’m thinking ’bout my dad carving that cedarwood gun
i wonder what he’d think of me now and think of the man i’ve become
would he understand these roads i’ve run?
something tells me he fought the same things once

[chorus]
and i can’t bear the thought it was all my fault
that everything tore apart
but i was blessed with my mother’s heart
and i know it’ll help me start
to find my way again
maybe i will learn to stand
here above the wreckage

[outro]
above the wreckage
above the wreckage

- ruston kelly

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