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madeline harper guest - it'll be ok... or so the story says lyrics

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i’m a fan of endings tied up in bows
i’m familifinear with finales filled with sunsets and roads
i’m fine with tears falling as long as with the final page they slow
’cause i’m a fan of endings tied up in bows

and i’m okay with conclusions too perfect to be real
i’m fine suspending disbelief so i don’t have to feel
like life’s twists and turns don’t conform to our ideal
’cause i’m okay with conclusions too perfect to be real

and when the bow doesn’t fit or the road’s void of sun
and life’s broken people aren’t fixed when it’s donе
i’ll shelve it up high wherе i cannot see
’cause that story is just not for me

i’ll sweep the loose ends up under the rug
i’ll write out the sadness but keep it unsung
if i can keep pretending fate’s in my embrace
i can be sure it’ll all turn out okay

i fill my life with stories made of light
the darkness that surrounds this world is kept out of sight
if i keep out the shadows, i can keep my peace of mind
so i fill my life with stories made of light

but when the bow doesn’t fit or the hero hasn’t won
and lies’ crystal people aren’t raised to the sun
i’ll shelve it up high where i cannot see
’cause that story is just not for me
i’ll sweep the loose ends up under the rug
i’ll write out the sadness but keep it unsung
if i can keep pretending fate’s in my embrace
i can be sure it’ll all turn out okay

i’ll burn all the books where the sun doesn’t rise
i can block out the people with pain in their eyes
if i protect myself with my naivete
i can be sure it’ll all turn out, oh

life’s a game, but fate’s not in play
and karma’s not here to keep good people safe
i know all these things, but i push them away
but still, the truth remains

that i can sweep the loose ends up under the rug
but if i write out the sadness then it will be sung
i can ignore the world’s shades of gray
i can pretend it’ll all turn out, oh

i’ll sweep the loose ends up under the rug
i’ll write out the sadness but keep it unsung
if i can keep pretending fate’s in my embrace
i can be sure it’ll all turn out okay

i’ll burn all the books where the sun doesn’t rise
i can block out the people with pain in their eyes
if i protect myself with my naivete
i can be sure it’ll all turn out okay

- madeline harper guest lyrics

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