Grab me by my shoulder blades and hang me out to dry I’m a mess and I need someone to help me out with that
Eyes just like a skyline even when they’re wet And the window is foggy and the window has a tint
A bed of flowers, stacks of wood, and a note A farewell letter from 100 years ago Please remember to feed the cat Please remember that I’m never coming back
I was born in 1994 I was born in the 70s I was born in 1823 And you were born right next to me
I'm so terrified of all the things I love I know that I will lose them all one by one But that's not what I think about when I look into the sky, I see sunlight that is blinding and it just hurts my eyes
And I'm trying to be fine but I lie about the things I say will never die Like memories, forgiveness, and the light inside my eyes
It's terrifying It's totally fine
Think of me by the creek in cut off jeans holding onto something that has meaning to me Well, I don't really think my life will ever make me as happy As Kaaterskill creek
I'm trying to be good but I'm done No wait just kidding, I'm not 'Cause I still have that feeling of water above my knees
Open your eyes and see what you have But really I know inside, it's all the same in death But my mind is mine for now
[Verse 2] I never asked to be here at all So why do I have to face the fear of losing it Of losing why I live
[Chorus 1] And if I just knew I'd already be gone I told you everything that I had the chance to And there is no more now, no more light gold and low There is only what I have until that goes
[Verse 3] Now, every night, I pray to the stars I say "Please give me love, or please just give me strength"
[Chorus 2] And colors of love, they all become gray When everywhere I've been, won't be there someday It's a beautiful thing that I keep close to me And I won't forget that nothing is mine to keep
What gives this mess some grace unless it's kicks, man Unless it's fictions, unless it's sweat or it's songs? What hits against this chest unless it's a sick man's hand From some mid-level band? He's been driving too long
[Verse 2] On a dark windless night, with the stereo on With the towns flying by and the ground getting soft And a sound in the sky, coming down from above It surrounds you and sighs and is whispering of
[Verse 3] What pulls your body down, and that is quicksand So climb out quick, hand over hand, before your mouth's all filled up What picks you up from down unless it's tricks, man? When I've been fixed I am convinced that I will not get so broke up again
[Verse 4] And on a seven day high, that heavenly song Punches right through my mind and just hums through my blood And I know it's a lie, but I'll still give my love Hey, my heart's on the line for your hands to pluck off, oh
[Verse 5] What gives this mess some grace unless it's fictions Unless it's licks, man, unless it's lies or it's love? What breaks this heart the most is the ghost of some rock and roll fan Floating up from the stands with her heart opened up [Verse 6] And I want to tell her, "Your love isn't lost" And say "My heart is still crossed!" I want to scream, "Hey, you're so wonderful! What a dream in the dark about working so hard, about growing so stoned Trying not to turn off, trying not to believe in that lie all on your own"