When we turn back we turn to dirt
You start from here and I'll go slow
I'll give you a head start though it ended long ago
All of those people that I missed I thought there'd be a thousand more
But no one really seemed to click
When I was young it happened more
I tried to give it all I had
I swear it broke just when I knew
That I could only stand so tall when I make it up to you
And I just couldn't fix it
And I'm just so broke
It's not a plan to just go with it when you martyr yourself
And all those things I said go down just like a grave
Pack it all up, never open again
I remember sitting, thinking this is the last time I'll be here
I never missed it before, so why do I care?
I was always tired, wired, I could sleep all day
And I told them that I work for the street cars
And never made you pay
Here's the stop that we get off at
Same as every other day
Water it now with the salt found on your face
Don't look at me now for a comfortable space
Cause I will give in
I will give in
Down that stone road I found my sense
Where at the end I took a bow
I was alone but I still heard that a tree fell
We both knew this ticking clock was always gonna end
I hope you don't curse now that I can't see you again
And back to dirt we go
Not the tree we were before
It's hard to breathe you know
With the lack of oxygen we used to grow
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