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Allison Iraheta

Band Aid

 

Band Aid

(album: The East Lansing Sessions - 2017)


The flutter of my wings, messing up my hair
I couldn't save the world today
It's not that I don't care, but there's no time
There's no time
As high as I could get, I rise above me
That human far below, not who I plan to be
It's a broken dream; a broken scene for sure

Love songs are a band aid
Poetry's a band aid
We want a revolution, a shortcut to solution
No, we really need a cure
I swear I heard her calling
Flying walking crawling
I thought that I was perfect, for you and for the world
Now I'm just not really sure

Reaching for a star, one more thing I couldn't do
If it landed in my arms, you know I'd bring it home to you
It's all for you
It all belongs to you

Love songs are a band aid
Poetry's a band aid
We want a revolution, a shortcut to solution
No, what we really need's a cure
I swear I heard her calling
Flying walking crawling
I thought that I was perfect, for you and for the world
Now I'm just not really sure

We're human, after all
We're taught the aweful art; be small
If your mission is an end as it will start, when you connect the power of love that's in your heart

Love songs are a band aid
Poetry's a band aid
We want a revolution, a shortcut to solution
No, we really need a cure
I swear I heard her calling
Flying walking crawling
I thought that I was perfect, for you and for the world
Now I'm just not really sure

You don't have to sit around, complain about the way your life has wound up
You don't have to sit around, complain about the way your life has wound up

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