Cavalcades - (a dramatic procession of people or things) | Текст песни

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Every day I stumble over thoughts inside my head, like bear traps grabbing ankles but they swipe at me instead. I'm constantly running away. I worry every day about the man I will be in the end, or who I could have been instead. I swear I can say that this was never who I planned to be.

I don't understand how to use what's in my hands; I know the theory, I have instructions but every day i think i've fucked this. There's always something there worth chasing, and what I have is less than staying. So we're starting again and you've got something to say, you're full of empty words that play on me and I've gone down hard a few times before but now i'm looking for more; I'm over this. I swear I can change. I'm getting closer every day.

I'm standing on this street again at 10AM in the pouring rain and everybody looks the same; there's nothing in these eyes again. It's not alright, but I'm okay.

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