The Thirst, Pt. 1

It's been awhile since we last touched bases

Ever since State of the Art rushed playlists

Been around the globe a couple of times

Sang in a thousand homes but none of them mine

Played a thousand shows under the light

And walked a mountain road touching the sky

Rocked foreign shores where I swore I had no name

That meant more than the awards and accolades

Like I can't believe we made our calling

We've barely stopped to breathe and take it all in

It's got a hold on me the day I fold and leave

It's gonna seem like I'm falling

And I buried two friends, lost touch with some others

Split with my girl, found love with another

For every road, the world I know gets smaller

Came home to find my son had grown a head taller