A Higher Standard

A Higher Standard

By Vanessa Palencia

Hey, sweet girl

Why don’t you come

Sit right next to me

I’ve got something to say…

 

You see this whole world before us?

It gleams with a beauty that scores above us

It looks perfect from the surface

But listen to the ground

And hear the rainbows roaring

Trying to wash themselves away

So they can match those ashy gray skies

But I don’t want you to act that way, I

Hold you to a higher standard

Than those demons of the night

 

Yeah, I hold you to a higher standard

Than those who’ve surrendered tonight

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