You said you’re gonna let go.

But I know what you want...

And I came here to tell you,

You’re gonna get lonely

But I know your mind’s made up.

There’s no use in all of this.

You brought all your books about the wildlife and vegetation.

You promised me you can tell now

What might kill ya and what might sustain ya.

So where do I fit in?

And how long is this plan to be living like a runaway?

Well ya crossed the border hours after summer’s birth...

Hitched a ride from a man with more dogs than teeth in his mouth.

He gifted you his buck knife

And I swear it was tongue in cheek ...

But your nose stayed pointed to the ground.

Now you’ve got on your brown boots that your grandfather gave you.

He told you that he wore 'em in the war.

And all I have is this letter and the ashes of the money you burned before you walked up out the door.

So tell me what happens when babbling brook runs dry and Mother Nature shrugs her shoulders?

Tell me, are you happy?

Or is it only real when shared?

Is it only real when shared?

See Honey I miss you and the world does too...

Now there’s no saving you.

Now there’s no saving you.

And Honey I loved you

And the world did too

Your pride just swallowed you

Your pride just swallowed you whole.