Let's leave our heads for a day, when you got sick you said.

Let's leave our heads for a day, when you got sick you said to wait for it to change.

But it grew when you left and I'm stuck with this weight on my chest -

I'm betting on the breakers.

I'm stuck with myself and the fact that I couldn't see

through a thirteen year old lens, which lends myself to believe that I'm breathing in the same sea that you breathed.

The cancer that you fought, it brought a lot of pain.

I'm itching at an old wound.

I'm stitching up the seams.

I get comfort from tales that I've heard when you'd grab your girl and say,

I love you more than dawn on the sea.

Oh what you mean to me." It's a far cry to say I got away.