Lyrics

Wait
Before you leave this train
I hear choirs sing
I so miss everything

When the wind falls out the willows
The country takes a bath
She always had her mind made up
So she could be the heiress to the ring
She must miss everything

Take a backseat when I’m home
Such joy when I’m alone
I can’t remember what it is that I was shown
To make me fall from heaven
An honorable mention
Sticking to our guns this time might be our best defense

I’ll highjack this new horizon
Jump from dream to dream
Because I can’t stop this feeling
The many hills I’ve climbed to burst right through the ceiling
Just to miss everything

I don’t want to be at home
Can’t stand to be alone
There wasn’t anything sincere in what was shown
But somehow it blows back and finds its way to stick itself to me
Just to disagree
It’s the story of my life
I can’t win
No one tagged me in
It’s the story of my life
My words
More of the absurd
It’s the story of my life
Now what?

In the wake of all that’s happened, maybe it lies in between the proof that’s in the details and are crumbling

We’re bound to miss everything