Things That I Have Left to Do

I'll put my pen away, anything to stop the plot One last list, hoping I don't take too long Break the news, an awful move, how 'bout a year of solitude These are the things that I have left to do I can't coast much longer off a memory Designed by pulling straws, no guarantee I'll clear my debts, lick my wounds, regretting all that I should Then count the things that I have left to do I'm in a state of misusing your time I've never been great at holding it together I assumed the worst, it's the only way I know how To say anything at all, anything at all I'll wash my hands of all that hasn't slipped away Mistreat my decisions 'til they're frayed It's just time to go, cut the ropes, maybe you have broken surface too Then there's just some things that we have left to do Will you daydream fondly of me once in a while? For I have felt the binds so tightly too I'll think of you by light, by moon, with friends, in solitude Forgetting's just a thing I've left to do Forgetting's just a thing I've left to do Forgetting's just a thing I've left to do