Five Minute Ride - Summer of the Southern Belles Lyrics

Reach out [x4]
Sit and see the sigh that comes out of their traps
[Verse]
Carefully eyes watching over spectacles
Their every second they hold onto with nails
For they gasp not for relief but for their own souls
[Chorus]
The sweet sound of sympathy you won't reach out reach out now
The sweet sound of sympathy you won't reach out reach out now
And I feel sorry for your aching souls
And I feel sorry for your aching souls
Sit and see the sigh that comes out of their traps
[Verse]
Because the audience knows what the entertainment does not
Spotted up in the balcony the balcony
He sees the tunnels that lead to his fate and soon learns a well kept secret
[Chorus]
The sweet sound of sympathy you won't reach out reach out now
The sweet sound of sympathy you won't reach out reach out now
And I feel sorry for your aching souls
And I feel sorry for your aching souls
[Bridge]
Will you listen when he offers? (x5)
[Outro]
When he offers (offers) (x4)
Why won't you reach out? (x4)