Til the Last Bell

Hey, yeah, morning on my face, city humming like a drum,

kissing all the shadows,

telling them don't run.

Hands on the clock, but my heartbeat writes the time.

I learned how to wobble, now I'm learning how to climb.

Every little stumble teaches me a song, I find a little fire to It all makes me stronger.

We shine in the breaking, in the hope we sell.

Keep dancing on the edges till the last bell.