Not Alright By Me

	Something hit me deep
	On my sunset walk through the streets
	I could see and hear
	But I couldn’t feel or breathe
	From tuning out this static world
	I’ve lost the sense of peace
	And that’s not alright by me
	The LA Times and Channel 5
	And New York Magazine
	They stain my soul
	And I know you know what I mean
	They tear apart the hopeful heart
	Til it doesn’t bleed or dream
	And that’s not alright by me
	Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky
	Hold a hand. Cry on a shoulder.
	Whistle in the wind and open up your eyes.
	And feel again.
	Feel again.
	Where the roads cross
	And time stands still
	I’m frozen in my tracks
	Against my will
	The streetlight is dimming
	And it won’t shine again until
	I say “It’s not alright by me”
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me

	Something hit me deep
	On my sunset walk through the streets
	I could see and hear
	But I couldn' t feel or breathe
	From tuning out this static world
	I' ve lost the sense of peace
	And that' s not alright by me
	The LA Times and Channel 5
	And New York Magazine
	They stain my soul
	And I know you know what I mean
	They tear apart the hopeful heart
	Til it doesn' t bleed or dream
	And that' s not alright by me
	Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky
	Hold a hand. Cry on a shoulder.
	Whistle in the wind and open up your eyes.
	And feel again.
	Feel again.
	Where the roads cross
	And time stands still
	I' m frozen in my tracks
	Against my will
	The streetlight is dimming
	And it won' t shine again until
	I say " It' s not alright by me"
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me
	Not alright by me