Winter In Chicago by 504 Plan Lyrics

An ordinary world
A solid site at best when
I'm staring out at a morning sun
These things I don't need
And the music I see when
I'm staring straight into myself

It's like life giving light
Onto words that I write
About how these things should be
In this room, in this chair
At this screen that I face
My music and solitude

I'll play it for you
And make commands on when
And where these notes should hit an empty page
And it's what I will do
So I can see this through
Helping me in holding on
We wear hearts on our sleeves
This is what we all need
This life in the music scene
With these friends and these kids
And the shows that we play
All the music we call our own