David F. Bello - Mountains And Valleys lyrics

I hope everyone's day goes better than yours will Because tonight when you cry it'll be on my shoulder Too complex and unsettled to work a day job And this city is just too safe for me to rob The bowling ball running through this house Is just a wrecking ball telling me about A trapdoor in the stage To a world of undetermined age In the valley of the ribcage A computer couldn't spit out results about tonight There are too many variables to get a single thing right On the eve of a Friday while it still rains I'll ask and I'll ask and I'll ask until it gains Yank the chains Bring my blood in a rag To my lips So that when they come back It won't be such and easy victory