Verse 1 
it’s late at night 
I trace the ceiling 
the room is still 
the walls are breathing
I lost the thread 
and now I’m drifting
through the sound
the quiet feels like home


Pre-Chorus
holding conversations in my head
arguing with things I never said
trying not to fall behind again 
trying not to slip 
trying not to bend 


Chorus
i can see you fading slow
I can’t tell where to go
the streets are empty lines
pulling me from in (side)
I keep on walking on
but I don’t know where I belong
the streets are empty lines
pulling me from (inside)

Verse 2 
I call my friends
but cant say the right things 
avoid the words
that start the fighting
I fold my plans
and tuck them away
I think they think 
that I’m avoiding everything 
the walls are bare
and echoes fill the space
I search my mind
but i never find your face
the love I lost
is hiding out of view
I reach too far
but it always slips through
 
Pre-Chorus
holding conversations in my head
arguing with things I never said
trying not to fall behind again 
trying not to slip 
trying not to bend 
 
Chorus
i can see you fading slow
I can’t tell where to go
the streets are empty lines
pulling me from in (side)
I keep on walking on
but I don’t know where I belong
the streets are empty lines
pulling me from (inside)

DEC 8TH

Music helps us remember and create memories; move our bodies helps heal past trauma, and relate to all beings on this beautiful nation called earth.

We need to help heal this world by loving, forgiving and embracing one another. STOP the hate and dance as one ☝🏼❤️

Remember be curious not judgmental, lead with 🤟🏼❤️🤟🏼LOVE!

MUCH LOVE!!!!

DEC 8TH

SYNTREX