I look straight up and the skies are empty.
Not a cloud in sight. Nothing on my mind.
It's like we're waiting for something to fall in to place.
WE'LL WAIT ALL DAY.
The trees are swaying with the wind.
My mind starts drifting into it's own world,
stuck thinking this will never change.
I’D RATHER FIND OUT MY OWN WAY.
The skies are empty.
Not a cloud in sight, nothing ever on my mind.
It's like we're waiting for something to fall;
Right into place.
WE'LL WAIT ALL GODDAMN FUCKING DAY.
I’d rather find out my own way,
then wait all my fucking life..
to find out what we're worth.
TO FIND OUT.
I remain fearless in this moment.
To prove to you,
That we don't stand a chance (That we don't stand a chance).
UNLESS WE MAKE THIS LIFE OURS. x2
We're running in circles yet again,
but I can't seem to catch my breath.
It takes my breath away,
like rain drops to the sea.
We're just like rain drops to the sea,
or a falling leaf from a tree.
More insignificant than it seems,
to a plan that we won't ever see.
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