“Nineteenth Hour”

Confusion – when taken in as a whole
Doesn’t really make any sense at all
I hope that, one day, you will learn to fly
Far away from things that trouble you and I

The answer’s at your fingertips
Waiting for you to take hold
The nineteenth hour brings a wintry sunset
Another one that I’ll spend alone

Ignorance – built up and packed too full inside
Doesn’t really help with that sense of pride
I hope that, one day, you’ll be on my side
And we’ll fix the things that trouble you and I

The answer’s at our fingertips
Waiting for us to take hold
The nineteenth hour brings a wintry sunset
Another one that we’ll spend at home

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