Running at a pace I can’t afford to keep
Gotta make a change i find Im drowning in the deep
Too far and I can’t go back
Cant go forward can’t stay here
Admitting that I can’t keep up
leaves me struggling with fear
And I know that we had something
Like nothing ever before
A magic like a fire inside that wouldn’t be ignored
But we let it slip away let it go without a fight
Like it wasn’t the air We needed like it didn’t change our lives
I feel Im watching my life go by like a movie im not in
Standing on the outside playing a game I can’t win
A bus fair at the airport with no ticket for the flight
A word game and my mind is blank
last call on a Friday night
The bottom of the barrel at bottom of the list
bottom of the totem pole a pull that you resist
I don’t know where or how or why you even keep me here
Not quite in and not quite out
And its painfully unclear
Where or what we are or will we ever be again
I just cant keep it up and I just can’t let it end
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