Not Alright by Me - Vintage Trouble

Something hit me deep

On my sunset walk through the streets

I could see and hear

But I couldn’t feel or breathe

From tuning out this static world

I’ve lost the sense of peace

And that’s not alright by me The LA Times and Channel 5

And New York Magazine

They stain my soul

And I know you know what I mean

They tear apart the hopeful heart

Til it doesn’t bleed or dream

And that’s not alright by me Pull on the rope that lifts the sun back to the sky

Hold a hand.

Cry on a shoulder.

Listen in the wind and open up your eyes.

And feel again.

Feel again.

Where the roads cross

And time stands still

I’m frozen in my tracks

Against my will

The streetlight is dimming

And it won’t shine again until

I say «It's not alright by me»

Not alright by me Not alright by me Not alright by me Not alright by me