Finest Hour by Ryan Egan

If you got the plan
Worked out
Don’t whisper in my ear
You can say it all
Out loud
For anyone to hear
We can take just
One big leap
Or stay right where we are
If it’s only
Words we speak
We can’t get very far

Can we finally start
Climbing higher and higher up?
’Til we
We’ve played all our parts
In our finest hour

Put your eyes
In front of you
You’ve barely looked at all
Would you like
A golden moon
To carry you along?
Walk the line
You’ve drawn for us
So many times before
I don’t want
Your heart to rust
Our dreams can be restored

Leave the things we have
To keep our feet
From dragging on
These old weary hands
Are shaking
‘Cause they want it all

Can we finally start
Climbing higher and higher up?
’Til we
We’ve played all our parts
In our finest hour

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