Matt Patrick Walsh - Samuel's Song Lyrics

All the chestnut cries for help
As we drag furniture
Every piece is feeling like a prize
And we're calling up the state
As we recognize our fate
We're entangled in a web beyond our eyes
I'm feeling so elated
So uncomfortable
An oxymoron I can't ever know
But I'm throwing on my mask
While they're throwing out their flask
And I'm sitting here wishing I could sew
You can't slow down the future
It's riding on our heels
But if suddenly you're flying down a hill
I'll be down below when the brake pads start to squeal
All the maple trees were blooming as the world decayed
I lost my mind somewhere in between
And even though we're scared
And we're strangely unprepared
We monitor the things that can't be seen
But you can't slow down the future
Take a photo when you can
When it all began
We never thought it'd end
But remember, dear, that I'm your biggest fan
Remember that I'll meet you when I can