Lyrics

It's easy to feel like you don't matter When you are (You are) what you make And nothing more Do you even know what you're working toward Slow Down You're burning out At the end of your wick now 9-5 you're running holes Through your sneakers through your soul Should be busy living life But you just haven't got the time Gum and pennies on the street Close my eyes to see my peace Oh when it gets to be too much I find myself in what I love When I'm by the sea Sweatshirts sweatpants White noise blue jeans Writing letters to old friends Black cats and tender moments Cherries in the spring Long walks Long nights Green tea ice cream It's all So good, so good, so good To me So good, so good, so good to me It's easy, to fall in, to dull patterns When your mind is all clouds of grey Oh (Lately all my thoughts) are marked with questions Like how can I How do I manage expectations While I While I manifest my greatness Can you tell me Just how long will I be waiting Even trees and flowers know Weather seasons for you grow You should be living out your dreams instead you're tearing at the seams Lights and sirens in the dark Plug my ears To hear my heart And when it gets to be too much, I find myself in what I love When I'm by the sea Sweatshirts sweatpants White noise blue jeans Writing letters to old friends Black cats and tender moments Cherries in the spring Long walks, Long nights Green tea ice cream It's all so good to me
Writer(s): Matthew Fishman, Linda Diaz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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