Dissonance surrounds me like a hungry line circling.
Dissonance sneaks under my pillow to haunt my dreams.
Dissonance is there.
So is harmony, a way of in the distance, but she’s there.
Harmony. Smooths the rough ridges of a dissonant life.
Boldly living life after recovery one step–at–a-time
Dissonance surrounds me like a hungry line circling.
Dissonance sneaks under my pillow to haunt my dreams.
Dissonance is there.
So is harmony, a way of in the distance, but she’s there.
Harmony. Smooths the rough ridges of a dissonant life.