Infamous Stringdusters. Things That Fly. All The Same. Zeneszám

High or low
Sky or sea
Locked inside
Or just set free

Have you become
What you could be
Or who could say
It isn't me

Guilt or blame
It's all the same....it's all the same

Hard to say
It's hard to find
Is it all in your mind

Is it without
Or is it within
How does it feel in your skin

Pride or shame
It's all the same....it's all the same


When you want me, you will find me here
When you want me, you will find me here
I'll be here

In the dark
In the light
I had it wrong
But it's alright
Cuz I'm right here
Oh won't you look around
Still can't see
What's that sound

They call my name
They're all the same
They're all the same

When you want me, you will find me here
When you want me, you will find me here
I'll be here