Ballad In 2-D Lyrics by Bill Ricchini
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A little angel born without her wings
She thinks the stars are just held up by strings
He gave you pills for the trouble in your head
Some things are better left unsaid

Cut through the sky it still looks overcast
No edits when you're rewriting the past
Maybe the rain will come and wash us clean
Some things are better left unseen

You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun
An empty chamber, a loose cannon
"I hope you find your destination."
That was all she said

You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun
An empty chamber a loose cannon
Like target practice with a machine gun
I'll go where I am led
A little angel born without her wings   She thinks the stars are just held up by strings   He gave you pills for the trouble in your head   Some things are better left unsaid      Cut through the sky it still looks overcast   No edits when you're rewriting the past   Maybe the rain will come and wash us clean   Some things are better left unseen      You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun   An empty chamber, a loose cannon   "I hope you find your destination."   That was all she said      You chase the moon and I'll follow the sun   An empty chamber a loose cannon   Like target practice with a machine gun   I'll go where I am led