The Classic Crime
The Outside
Aim for the best
But I’ll settle for better
Good men don’t run, no
No matter the weather

I’m quick to think
But I’m slow to believe it
Quick to give
But I’m slow to receive it

Forgot the feeling of having some fun
The wholesome kind
Like from when we were young

Always the same and I never was
The here and now and the yet to come
So come on

I’ve heard there’s victory
Somewhere on

The outside
It’s never too late
To get past the gates
Out into the night
Open your mind
To the outside
In darkness you find
The spark of a light
Makes you feel alive
Open your mind

Shunned by the village so I burned it down
To get some warmth from that cold cold town
I feel a little less resentful now
Ready to push a few more fences down

You got a god who can fit in your pocket
You got a dream you can buy from a store
And they’re protected by suburban denial
I get the feeling like you’re ready for more
So come on

I’ve heard there’s victory
Somewhere on the outside

There in the hospital
Back from the fringes of the fold
Starving but somehow full
Broken but brand new burning soul
Nothing’s impossible
On the outside