Partial

These things I find fleeting

Found myself sleeping

On what a life it could be

On all the way I should be

And I know

I'll never quite make the mark

I'll always kind of miss the start

I'm never quite worried about the things I should be

Like how this all ends

Maxims I've been learning

Don't match what I'm hearing

About how this life ain't lasting

About the fact we're fading

And I know

I'll never quite make the mark

I'll always kind of miss the start

I'm never quite worried about the things I should be

Like how this all ends

We see partially

But we imagine infinitely

About things nobody knows

About places our souls go

About a life that does not forgo