I've been swinging from telephone wires just to catch a break
You might find it funny or shocking that my feet are skipping across one of my homes Great Lakes
I've been walking on icicle ankles for the last month or two
That's got to be why my head is stuck so deep in the blues
So maybe that's why I can't see what's happening to you and I, so my apologies I can't be all that you want me to be
Standing shoulder to shoulder and Eye to Eye
Because the distance between the distant dream that lies beneath the sea has capsized
The pain and love are worth it to me you don't have to ask for me to oversee all the worry
Because I've been trying to see through the means of things and that just makes me brokenly
Stand as a Lion with manipulated pride to tell all the tales of my modern times and now on an opening we rely, like A square with no sides
And I, no I
No, I won't blame it on the broken home that tried it's best, almost good enough. Something missed and left Behind
Sometimes that gift was you and I
Sometimes that gift was yet to find
Sometimes
Sometimes
It was your mind