Starting early, a road I took
Missing something, overlooked
All my wisdom and all my good
Forever am misunderstood
Moving often pulling my roots
Checking boxes of things we moved
Ain’t no worries when nothing stays
Lost in the wind are better days
Who is she, staring back at me
Nothing familiar, nothing free
Catching fairies and selling dreams
Buried alive still no one sees
Chasing happy and wanting sleep
Darkness follows and hollow weeps
Ain’t nothing waiting, waiting for me
Swallow the night so I can breathe
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