Up at night wondering if you see the light that shines out from my room

I hope that you do

And all the time I think about how I will climb the mountains of my hometown breakdown

I’m finding out now

If you tell yourself that you don’t know how to piece together what you hope to be

You’re taking the rope, you’re taking the road

And it all comes down to one small price to find out what it’s like to write your story how like

Tell me what it’s like to peak seventeen

I wish I knew the way it felt to set you free

Every night I wish for more

A little more than half a second on my own

To gather all my thoughts and form the words my throat can barely take

All I see is ghosts

If you’re there I challenge you to find the answers to the things I wonder

Oh how I wonder

Now and then I wonder how I’ll really spend the next few years of my life

And will I ever get by

If you tell yourself that you don’t know how to piece together what you hope to be

You’re taking the rope, you’re taking the road

And it all comes down to one small price to find out what it’s like to write your story how like

Tell me what it’s like to peak seventeen

I wish I knew the way it felt to set you free

Every night I wish for more

A little more than half a second on my own

To gather all my thoughts and form the words my throat can barely take

All I see is ghosts

It’s like I’m riding a carousel and I can’t seem to get off

Please let me off at the next stop

It’s like I’m holding the world right in my hand

And if I drop it where would it land