Slow Correction

I’ll admit it

I came here looking for a miracle

I heard the engine breaking down

And I felt the brakes go

But maybe that’s what happens

At a certain point in time

The contrast starts to ease back

‘Til the lyric doesn’t rhyme

My mind plays tricks on me

I see it now

I could’ve sworn I had felt all I had felt all I would feel

But I’m not holding for a hiding place

Just a slow correction of the wheel

And all I see now

Is a stranger in your place

Who caught you with your guard down

And couldn’t hesitate

But maybe that’s what happens

Every now and then

The colours get so washed out

That the story doesn’t end

So, life played a trick on you

I see it now

Trying every chance to tell you how to feel, but

Maybe all it takes to find your way

Is a slow correction of the wheel

Still there’s a feeling that I get

That I just can’t figure out

When I open up my mouth and I can’t ever make a sound

And I’m headed for the shoulder with the tires spinning now

And the music’s making more sense

Than the words I’ve written down

But still, on the darkest days

I see it now

That there’s just no telling what ain’t real

But maybe all that matters anyway

Is a slow correction of the wheel

Maybe all that matters anyway

Is a slow correction of the wheel