"High up in the canyon,

I talked about you for so long

only to a stranger,

he told me how he’s moving on

And then I thought, how would I know if I lost myself?

Looking at the stained glass, he just says it’s hell

Now I’m driving in the dark with someone else

And I can’t help but second guess the way I’ve felt

Oh I feel a wave, and all is well

How could I complain?

And I feel the weight,

I’m not so big

I’m not so strange

I’m trying to be healthy

I’m going back to therapy

But sometimes I keep spinning, thinking what the worst could be

I deserve the best, I know

And it’s all right there

High up in the canyon, it feels like you were there

Now I’m driving in the dark with someone else

And I can’t help but second guess the way I’ve felt

Oh I feel a wave, and all is well

How could I complain?

And I feel the weight,

I’m not so big

I’m not so strange

So unoriginal, situational, emotional

to feel special

What a day

but everybody feels the same

but it feels like I’m the only one,

I’m the only one who’s ever been here before"