From this grizzled bench seat; bolt-on frame all the stains
Of a junkyard sale
IжЉ¦ wondering if itжЉЇ not just youthеЋѓou know?
Old woes wonжЉ° waste a conversation
If only you could see my narrow throneжЉЇ got a view to everything
You wonжЉ° win to bind a heart thatжЉЇ found belief,
Hope doesnжЉ° disappoint it only dreams
So take your take your time,
Gaze while the air streaks by the static,
DoesnжЉ° make much sense with your back to expectation
This battered second guess reflex just lost its grip on me
Regrets misplaced in time wonжЉ° hope to choke ambition now,
And for all you know, friend you canжЉ° afford to miss the ratio
These rusty suburbs leave no space for truck stop raids
And these dedication songs,
Just hold the meantime for something more
Through all this time did you really think IжЉЋ let you run my aspirations dry?
Give it up, cast up your eyes, just let me fill my life with light
Friends shouldnжЉ° have to wage these wars, so letжЉЇ stop here