And I know that you'll be my envy
But I know that you're not my truth
And if I've seen heaven
Was you when you're with me, that's home
And if you hold the answers
I don't want to hear it from you
Let me go
And it hurts to leave
It's the only reprieve, so hold on
So I'm floating, not folding
Still lost out at sea
Stop counting the weeks
'Cause I'm done not being what I want
And I know that you'll be my envy
But I know that you're not my truth
And if I've seen heaven
Was you when you're with me, that's home
And if you hold the answers
I don't want to hear it from you
And it hurts to leave
It's the only reprieve, so hold on
So I'm floating, not folding
Still lost out at sea
Stop counting the weeks
'Cause I'm done not being what I want
"The seasons change and so do we, so this is it. Goodbye."
I know your heaven is surely not mine
It's not a question, pretending we're fine
And we're breathing in present, so dying alive
It's not written in starlight or said in a sign
Here lies no essence for paths we once tread
Just future and foresight, a hand to be lead into
Ends with no silence, where consciousness fled
There's beauty in trying
