Matt Brouwer Thornside
Well it’s hard to keep a secret in a one horse town
You can build your house of cards
But they’ll burn it to the ground
Oh, I’ve been stuck in Thornside all my life
I was making my escape when a standoff at sundown
And an itchy trigger finger left me haunted by the sound
I got it from a bullet, but I wear it like a badge
I’ve been waiting for a break in the clouds
I’ve been searching for a face in the crowd
I’ve been waiting for this thorn in my side
To set me free
Preacher said, “Now son it’s time you’ve got
To lay that burden down, cause a well
Without the water’s just a hole in the ground
The ghosts you feared your whole life
Are gone without a trace what you’re
Running from in Thornside, might be your
Saving grace”
I’ve been waiting for a break in the clouds
I’ve been searching for a face in the crowd
I’ve been waiting for this thorn in my side
To set me free
Set me free, come on and rescue me
Set me free when the waters are rising
Set me free, come on and rescue me
Set me free cause the waters are rising
Free, free, set me free
Free, free, set me free
I’ve been waiting for a break in the clouds
I’ve been searching for a face in the crowd
I’ve been waiting for this thorn in my side
To set me free
Set me free, come on and rescue me
Set me free when the waters are rising
Set me free, come on and rescue me
Set me free cause the waters are rising
Free, free, set me free
