Easy, don't tell me it's easy Tell me the truth
Pretty, don't tell me it’s pretty I'm talking to you
Miracles happen
The heavens can open
The waters can part
I've seen the dust kicking up off the wheels Of a car driving fast 'cross the desert at night Every last inch of the Antelope Valley
Could steal your breath without picking a fight
Silence can kill you silence is real
Words they can hurt you
Words they can heal
Love ain't your master and you ain't no slave I'm talking to you
Love sets you free
Worried, I know that you're worried I see what you do
Tell me, I know it ain’t pretty
Tell me the truth
Miracles happen
The heavens can open
The waters can part
There was a time when the weight of the world Didn’t rest on your shoulders
You were winning the fight
Every last inch of the Antelope Valley
Held all of your dreams you held on to them tight