Basement

I'm walking with the same old wobbly feet I had when I was 54 weeks old I'm free now, I do not need your help This time my destination is unknown The skyline, was painted with your hands It kept me in the city For more than I could stand The billboards are melting in the sun It was the last time I saw you That kept me on the run Good men fall like bottles Kings rise like fire I'm still kind of searching a way to be yours I still kind of wish I had a heart that was pure I remember running in the heat And sleeping in the snow When we had so much to know It was simple and you knew it from the start You were in the moment While I was counting cards Now I'm in your pocket For as long as we both breathe I'm still kind of searching a way to be more Still kind of wish I had a heart that was pure I gotta keep moving on Or so it always seems If you stay where you belong 'Till the water meets your feet Your smoke and mirrors took me places My nightmares couldn't reach I'm still kind of searching a way to be yours Still in the rip tide, waving at the shore There's a flag by your window, as red as your door I still kind of wish I had a heart that was pure Still kind of wish I had a heart that was pure