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Making Light

from Televangelist by Tyler Scruggs

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My interpretation of patience is growing thin
I wish I could relax, I wish I could sit back
And go to the ocean, where the pretty people congregate
But maybe that’s not my fate?

I wish I could throw all of my problems away
Close my eyes and hit the beach and spend the day
Making light of everything around me
But if I do, I’d be like you, and maybe that’s okay?

Waves, wash my feet so I can leave
But walking back through the sand makes it worse
So I sit, alone, on the shore for a little more
And think of you ‘cause that’s all I do
But maybe it’s not my destiny?
I’m not meant to have my face in the sun
When did I become so morbid?
When did I become so cold?

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from Televangelist, released October 1, 2021
Written and Produced by Tyler Scruggs
Guitars by Pablo Monterisi
Bass by Tomas Shayud
Drums by Jake Naugle

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