Heavy

Feels a little like a waste of the day I'd like to think that was the right thing to say But it feels a little like I'm not quite ready for all this change My lungs are screaming Could you give us a break? Keep on givin' and givin' and givin' and I take Pavement Sunday, heavy fire People's eyes are looking tired Haven't cried in a while Maybe now's a good time Missed a couple of your calls today Wish I had a good excuse to say But I don't have one Guess I lost track of time Feels a little like it might be the day That I run out of all the right things to say And it feels a little like I'm not quite ready And the house begins to shake I'm tired of waiting for the walls to cave I haven't cried in a while Haven't cried in a while