The time it takes
To lose your place
Every person
Will lay a hand
On fallen leaves
And whisper the reed
Another door
Will open for you’re
Getting out alive
And with the gun that falls
And tears the walls
I am here
Well there’s arms that break
And legs that fall
Into new year
So long my friend
It’s all pretend
It’s something uncertain
Your face it changes
I don’t remember
For who I was yearning
For the best I have
Is all I show
And for that, I am hurting
When it all looks like
The morning dew
Is ready to listen
I wake you soon
With the gentle roll
Right out of bed
With a country stare
I have fallen so
Very hard for you
Love was in the air
I was not prepared
To have you look so soon
Is it kind of me
To show you how I bleed
To act like I’m the bead
For the oldest part
Of all this shit
Is forgetting your face
And the oldest part
Of all this shit
Is having to change
For the oldest part
Of all this shit
Is forgetting your name
For the oldest part
Of all this shit
Is feeling the same
For the oldest part
Of all this shit
Is feeling the same