The 4th Wall

HOOK:
Wall, wall, wall,
Break down to you,
How will it feel when you’ve gone?
How will it feel when you’ve gone the distance?
VERSE 2 (Alexandrah):
Morning light reaches my eyes.
To wake could take all my dreamscapes away,
Right at the start of my day.
And I cannot hide.
Like an audience in plain view,
I know you see through
The scenery of music from a greedy place.
We offer space,
Like sunlight,
And I softly rise.
(Tonya Combs):
I probably speak a little bit more than I used to. I’m comfortable…
I’m a little more comfortable with what I have to say than I used to be.