Arizona Stars - The Accidentals

My heart is like an old apartment

An empty suitcase in the dark

Some people pack their things, some people see what morning brings

But in the end they depart

I try to remember the better times

Beneath the Arizona stars

And when the morning came, it painted all the cliffs with flame

But those days seem so far

I, I try

But striving for perfection is a waste of time

I apologize

But all these imperfections are mine

I think of arguments as blinded truths

You only see them in a certain light

You stand on solid ground, but love and grace could not be found

So what good comes from the fight?

I, I try

But striving for perfection is a waste of time

I apologize

But all these imperfections are mine

I think that life is like a jack pine

We cycle through the growth and fire

When someone burns us down, we rise up through unlikely ground

And this time we grow even higher

I, I try

But striving for perfection is a waste of time

I apologize

But it wasn’t all for nothing in the scheme of life

I, I try

But striving for perfection is a waste of time

I apologize

But all these imperfections are mine

I try to remember the better times

I try to remember

I try to remember the better times

I try to remember the better times