Mess of My Head

I'm bagging memories

On the side of my house with the fall leaves

I saw the change in everything

Cold brought the rusted trees

Spent more time thinking about their endings than I ever do beginnings

I've been stuck in these questions like snowbanks

Made a mess of my head but we're better off awake

I've been stuck in these questions like snowbanks

Made a mess of my head but we're better off awake

We're better off awake

It's a bag full of cables that just didn't feel the same

My feet on this stage, in this same place start to atrophy

I got distant, dismissive

Caught somewhere in between

Presence and absence of meaning

Felt my feet on the chain link slipping

Felt the fear of falling overwhelm a love of climbing

I've been stuck in these questions like snowbanks

Made a mess of my head but we're better off awake

I've been stuck in these questions like snowbanks

Made a mess of my head but we're better off awake

Better off awake

Oh, I get caught up in all of this and I'm sorry

I want to see you happy

Wherever you plant your feet