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The Artist in the Ambulance

Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal

Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel

My world goes black before i feel an angel lift me up

And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white

They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am goneNow I lay here owing my life to a stranger

And I realize that empty words are not enough

I'm left here with the question of just

What have I to show except the promises I never kept?

I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regretsI hope that I will never let you down, I know

That this can be more than just flashing lights and sound

Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really caresIt gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right I know that

There's a difference between sleight of hand and giving everything you have

There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross itRhetoric can't raise the dead, I'm sick of always talking

When there's no change, I'm sick of empty words

Let's lead and not follow late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal

Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheelMy world goes black before I feel

An angel steal me from the greedy jaws of death and chance

And pull me in with steady hands they've given me a second chance

The artist in the ambulance, can we pick you off the ground

More than flashing lights and sound

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