Waves, getting comfortable and more growing pains.
There hasn't been a day - never was a day where any of it stays the same.
Sleep. Sleep when sleep will come;
Years roll by and I know those days are done.
'Just keep your head down' is the litany we pray,
Tread this harrowed ground, cold jewels, cold crowns.
I've never been more comfortable in my own skin than I've been these thirty times,
The smiles and the wines -
Our features are fading as we shout up late into the night.
Eyes that glisten and need to feel alive,
And you make me feel alive, make me feel the lack of life, make me feel alive.
