Ridges Run Lyrics

Oh I love the way the ridges run,

How tables turn, when bridges burn

The shed stays locked cause all of my tools are in it

And I got good friends up in Boston

I don't talk to all that often

But when the green team win a big game you know the boys gonna get a FaceTime

And I promise I'm not mad, this is just the face I make when I'm thinking

Oh I swear that I'm not sad, it's just for social that I'm drinking

I think you should call your dad and tell him everything you're feeling

Put it all back in the past, just blame the whole dang thing on healing

And you don't have to call the Pope or tell my mom that it's all a joke

I wish I woulda kept my mouth shut, but I meant every word

Now the shape I'm in can't coincide with the hole you made me crawl inside

I wish I woulda kept my mouth shut, but I was dying to be heard

So can you hear me?

Are you near me?

Am I lost or too far gone?

He said son you're weary, I see you clearly

Grab my hand I'll take you on

I'm the God who leaves the 99 to find the one I love

And that's true in any circumstance and every time we try to circumvent

Oh I love the way the ridges run,

How tables turn, when bridges burn

The shed stays locked cause all of my tools are in it

And I got good friends up in Boston

I don't talk to all that often

But when the green team win a big game you know the boys gonna get a FaceTime

And I promise I'm not mad, this is just the face I make when I'm thinking

Oh I swear that I'm not sad, it's just for social that I'm drinking

I think you should call your dad and tell him everything you're feeling

Put it all back in the past, just blame the whole dang thing on healing

So why do I feel like the rolling stone?

When happiness is moss that grows

On good rocks, who found a way to stop

I lack confidence and common sense

So I thrive on peoples complements

But I'll always find a brand new way to flop

And you don't have to call the Pope or tell my mom that it's all a joke

I wish I woulda kept my mouth shut, but I meant every word

Now the shape I'm in can't coincide with the hole you made me crawl inside

I wish I woulda kept my mouth shut, but I was dying to be heard

So can you hear me?

Are you near me?

Am I lost or too far gone?

He said son you're weary, I see you clearly

Grab my hand I'll take you on

I'm the God who leaves the 99 to find the one I love

And that's true in any circumstance and every time we try to circumvent

Cause by my hand these ridges run

I make tables turn, and fix bridges burned

Your mind stays locked, cause all of your thoughts are in it