Last night's flowers on the bed felt them blooming in my chest Held the fire in my hand wove the patterns into strands
I keep writing songs to ease my mind deter me from the pain I feel inside Watch the seams get torn apart again how it hurts my aching heart
Don't want to live through a cell phone screen I want to chase my wildest dreams Some have crumbled in these hands of mine but I don't take it as a sign
Walked along the cemetery path 'til I thought \"I should be getting back\" Go lie and bed and let my mind explore think of everyone who's lived before