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Connect The Dots

from Words, Unsaid. by Townhouse Warrior

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I feel like someone's watching over me, | Pulling all the strings, | And listening to me. | This plan I'm a part of. | Tragedies and broken plans | May be building blocks from helping
hands. | I can't control the chaos. | I can't connect the dots. | I'm learning from time to time before I shrug this off. | I've waited for so long | For these photos to develop. | It was
wrong for me to write them off. | And when the spring comes | I'll have my things ready to go | But we can't grow until we've hit the ground. | Tragedies and broken plans | May be
building blocks from helping hands. | I can't control the chaos. | I cannot connect the dots. | I'm learning from time to time before I shrug this off. | It's the existence of coincidence
I'm questioning here. | I feel like someone's watching over me, | Pulling all the strings, | And listening.

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from Words, Unsaid., released March 20, 2018

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Townhouse Warrior Syracuse, New York

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Zack Fitzgerald - Vocals, Guitar

Kyle Malfa - Drums

Joshua Rivet - Bass

Tim Hall - Guitar, Backing Vocals

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