Spiritual Beggars The Space Inbetween
Cold as a moon Too late to turn now Pictured this day so differently Both sides of hope... But the space inbetween is filling us an uncomfortable mood Sorry... said the you think voice inside But I don't think you will find it How long do you think you'll keep it up? (Well, I don't think you'll find it...) A little conversation, maybe? A different outflow of our minds Happy faces, anyone Insecurity... Shine through
