There's something unnerving about the way
Nobody laughs when you peel back the past
Looking straight out in your hospital gown
At the skyline that's staring right back
Birds on a wire, bloody sun, burning tires
All the baggage you haven't unpacked
People check watches, their movements so cautious
The beauty just falls through the cracks
Beyond the eyes, the trains and the angels
The arrows and the marigold, the junk you never sold
All the laughter, the breath that comes after
A silvery voice in the wind, sayin "Keep going, you'll find it again."
Quarterlife crisis, you crumble to vices
The bottle ends up in your hand
Glass on the ground as your engine breaks down
And the sirens scream out like the damned
Travel the country, your clothes are disgusting
The Greyhound is running its race
Don't look in the window, cause you and I both know
You can't bear to see your own face
Beyond the eyes, the trains and the angels
The arrows and the marigold, the junk you never sold
All the laughter, the breath that comes after
A silvery voice in the wind, sayin "Keep going, you'll find it again."
The birth of a daughter just makes you a father
Like a crown of thorns makes you a king
The wedding was a fever dream, you did it for your self-esteem
It melted the wax on your wings, it creeps in the corners
You keep looking forward, your daughter won't answer the phone
Who knew that leaving would just leave you bleeding
Cause no one likes being alone
Hm-mhm-hm
Hm-mhm-mhm-mhm-mhm-mhm
End of the line and you're seeing the signs, yellow eyes and a sense of relief
A garden of memory and half of a century, you know now that time is a thief
And all of your apologies can't fix a tattered tapestry, the pain's woven in like a thread
And she will do great things, and you will be watching
From your cityview hospital bed, sayin "keep going, you'll find it."