It feels like fall in the suburbs

Everything moves a little bit slow,

Except in conversation about the seasons,

About these roots and where they need to grow.

25 and some change

Funny how, when I ask the world to stop,

It all just rearranges.

Cosmic collision on all sides;

I’ve figured it out,

But I don’t know who I am inside.

How the hell’d we get this far?

You believe enough people,

And you can be your local dive star.

Broken guitar and stacked-up bills

I’m looking for answers,

Instead of food to get my fill.

25 and some change

Funny how, when I ask the world to stop,

It all just rearranges.

Cosmic collision on all sides;

I’ve figured it out,

But I don’t know who I am inside.

Oh, it’s crazy for thinking I’d get this far...

It’s crazy.

Baby.

25 and some change

Funny how, when I ask the world to stop,

It all just rearranges.

Cosmic collision on all sides;

I’ve figured it out,

But I don’t know who I am inside.

Oh, I figured it out, but I don’t know...

Oh, I figured it out, but I don’t know.

Oh, I figured it out,

But I don’t know who I am on the inside.