Let me make this clear
I'm not all there
I'm barely here at all
La La La La La
Maybe when
We grow up
We can hang again
I won't be rough
Make it up and
Let me down
I'm banking on
The edge of town, it's clear
That I'm fine,
On my own
It's just the calling
Of the wind
Can you see?
We're ghosts
Seize your life
We're leaving
And someone
From your home
Says "What's this 'life'
We're leaving to?"
Maybe there
Won't be traffic
We can get there soon
Some afternoon
And baby when
We get high
You're gonna have the
Time of your life
I'm not breaking at the seams
Though I'm under it
And I could barely begin
So I smothered it
Love it so complacent
When it don't exist
Love me for what I am
'Cause I can't be it
I'm fine,
On my own
It's just the calling
Of the wind
Can you see?
We're ghosts
Seize your life
We're leaving
And someone
From your home
Says "What's this 'life'
We're leaving to?"
But I'm fine
On my own
And I'm fine
On my own
I'm fine
On my own