Well, I’m getting older

Your weight off my shoulders

The truth is out there, but so are lies

I still get that feeling

That sinking feeling

But that’s just something you won’t recognize

 

And I get that

 

Wouldn’t it be so nice

If my best would suffice

You gave me reason to lose hope again

Through your best intentions

I think I’ve learned my lesson

Wish I was a shimmer through your darkest night

 

And I wish I had the answers

But my thoughts keep turning over and over and over and over again

And I hope you find some purpose

But these calloused hands can’t feel you the same as they did just a lifetime ago

 

I’ll move on, I’ll move on, I’ll move on

 

And I wish I had the answers

But my thoughts keep turning over and over and over and over again

And I hope you find some purpose

But these calloused hands can’t feel you the same as they did a lifetime ago