Write & Record an Original Song With Me "Beyond" an Original Song by Aaron Hallett

I write original christian rock & make a new song almost daily.

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Lyrics:
How do you reason with
Someone incapable of
Understanding anything
Beyond their own view
How do you live with
A constant urge
To walk away from
But lamenting the way
Nothing is done
Fooled for a long time
But here lies the truth
Nothing will change
If you don’t get the root
How many days left
At least it gets closer
I’m keeping my eyes up
Away from this mess

I just want to keep it close
Any wonder most let go

Any new feel on the old heel
You’re grabbing onto
Lying in wait to catch the prey
Is the worst kind of life
Maybe it dies if we keep from the mind
That seeks its own
Only to die off

How do you argue with
Someone incapable of
Grasping anything
Beyond their own view
How do you live with
A constant regret
To walk away from
But lamenting the rest
Nothing is done
Fooled for a long time
But here lies the truth
Nothing will change
If you don’t get the root
How many days left
At least it gets closer
I’m keeping my eyes up
Away from this mess

I just want to keep it close
Any wonder most let go

Any new feel on the old heel
You’re grabbing onto
Lying in wait to catch the prey
Is the worst kind of life
Maybe it dies if we keep from the mind
That seeks its own
Only to die off

Any new feel on the old heel
You’re grabbing onto
Lying in wait to catch the prey
Is the worst kind of life
Maybe it dies if we keep from the mind
That seeks its own
Only to die off