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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keith Carroll
Keith Carroll
Vocals
Christopher Stroz
Christopher Stroz
Guitar
Mike Piacentini
Mike Piacentini
Guitar
Aren Millan
Aren Millan
Drums
Gary Cioni
Gary Cioni
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Carroll
Keith Carroll
Songwriter
Christopher Stroz
Christopher Stroz
Songwriter
Mike Piacentini
Mike Piacentini
Songwriter
Aren Millan
Aren Millan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike Piacentini
Mike Piacentini
Mastering Engineer
Gary Cioni
Gary Cioni
Producer
Ronald Lucchesi
Ronald Lucchesi
Engineer
Brett Romnes
Brett Romnes
Producer

Lyrics

These memories I've been holding
They only shine for the moment
Now they're tearing apart at the seams
There was a piece of me still trapped where the sun hits your window
Tryna rewrite a story you never told
But this is bigger than you and me
I guess it's up to me
To let my feelings go
No matter how many times that song comes out of the stereo
I gotta let be
And think of myself for once
Take another step and get my confidence back to where it was
I lost composure in the moment but I'm over it
These flowers you have
That shine when they grow
May bloom in the dark
But die in the cold and leave
You hopeless and broken again
I'm finding a purpose
I got a lot to see
And there's no time for this
Somewhere on the drive back home I had to swallow it
I'm gonna find a way
To find the best of me
And there's no other state of mind or place I would rather be
I lost composure in the moment but I'm over it
These flowers you have
That shine when they grow
May bloom in the dark
But die in the cold and leave
You hopeless and broken again
I'm finding a purpose
I've never felt where
I can get better
Here by myself, I won't
Be hopeless and broken again
I'm finding a purpose
These memories I've been holding
They only shine for the moment
Now they're tearing apart at the seams
There was a piece of me still trapped where the sun hits your window
With a story that's left better untold
But there was somewhere that I had to be
These flowers you have
That shine when they grow
May bloom in the dark
But die in the cold and leave
You hopeless and broken again
I'm finding a purpose
Written by: Aren Millan, Christopher Stroz, Keith Carroll, Mike Piacentini
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