Get my bag I'm heading out
At 2pm I'll be about
The truth is always what you told
And I can't believe that we are getting old
All at once you came alas
I see you fading like the past
You're so much different than I knew
Now your air is thin, the ground is marble blue
Can we go?
What's your name?
Is it all just the same?
I will run away from you
I'm the morning I'll be through
I will wait for you to go
But the mess you made is still your own
Crushing bits of happiness
So I can put ''em in a list
The time you make is what you know
Going back and forth but you are on your own
Everything is made for me
What hasn't happened isn't free
Sudden whispers, cheery bells
When you need to breathe but you can only yell
Did you know?
What's the game?
Is it all just the same?
I will run away from you
I'm the morning I'll be through
I will wait for you to go
But the mess you made is still your own
Will I die?
What's it like?
What if I was always right?