Stories

Everyday we walk these halls the same
A faultless smile plastered on each face
Memories are like ghosts
They trail behind
Shadows lurking in the back of our minds
Plenty of people think they know who you are
But do these people know your ups, your downs, and falls?
But your beautiful soul‘s hidden behind bars
And your stories are all written from afar, afar
Wouldn’t it be nice just to know
What a stranger lives when they go home
Wouldn’t it be nice to break through all these walls?
But without an invitation makes it impossible
Plenty of people think they know who you are
But do these people know your ups, your downs, and falls?
But that beautiful soul‘s hidden behind bars
And your stories are all written from afar
But that beautiful, that beautiful soul’s hidden behind bars
And your stories are all written from afar, afar, afar
Some people seem
Like an open book
But you never ask
And you never look
Do they have stories
How would you know?
You’re only familiar with their name and phone
Numbers you never call
I bet you wouldn’t care at all
Plenty of people think they know who you are
But do these people know your ups, your downs, and falls?
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah
But that beautiful soul‘s hidden behind bars
And your stories are all written from afar, afar
But that beautiful, that beautiful soul’s hidden behind bars
And your stories are all written from afar, afar, afar