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ON MY HONOR lyrics : "Pencil Marks And Door Frames"

I can't separate reality from fact
Or read people any better that a sign on my own back
Trust is damaged, confidence is cracked

And has been
Long enough
For everyone

To mention it

Remember when we though

Anyone could be what they wanted to be?
When did my own advice stop making sense to me?
As if it ever did

But what about every awkward kid
That I said the same to?
Now what do they do?


Measuring up
Is getting me down

So I've got to stop
If this is the wish that I've been granted
How can I

Ask for more?

The advice I have to give

Is neither encouraging
Or constructive
So what's the point in that?

What's the point in that?
I can hear the kids two booths away
Stir their coffee cups and say,

"When I turn 21..."
We're all so wrapped up
In what's to come


Yeah, it's hard when
All I ever wanted was to make a difference

Oh so hard, when
All I ever wanted was to make a difference


Measuring up
Is getting me down
So I've got to stop

If this is the wish that I've been granted
How can I
Ask for more?

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