Burning at both ends
Stretched too thin again
Calendar years and half-buried fears
Left to our own devices
You're pressed to the bricks outside with a cigarette
Chasing fever dreams
Of the kids we used to be
But the snowmelt never stops washing away the memories
And the days keep scraping by
With more familiarity
Just want to know if that's a good thing
If Denver is all you really needed
To feel less alone, less defeated
Then I think that you had it in you all along
Don't need a pin on a map to make you strong
Chasing fever dreams
Of the kids we used to be
But the snowmelt never stops washing away the memories
And the days are scraping by
With more familiarity
Just want to know if that's a good thing
Oh, what a terrible mess we're in
Lighting fires just to see where we've been
Oh, what a beautiful mess we're in
I'll let the smoke signals guide me to bed
