Fever Dream
When does the spinning stop?
When will your work be done?
What if I can't escape, if I can't change?
My life's a carnival.
It starts and stops in all directions,
Never reaching real ascension.
I'm always on my way back down.
We all grow up the same,
The only constant is we tend to slip away.
Friends are the first to go, and then your body aches and groans for the ones we gave up on.
My heart's a holding cell; my mouth's a one way street.
I locked my love inside, and fear won't let me speak.
If this is real, I don't want to wake up in another's arms.
If there's a chance, I will wait till you come back and love again.
Last night I had this dream,
I forgot all the things I'd seen,
I fell asleep on my high school bus.
I stumbled through the hall, a hundred faces
Then just one, blue-eyed girl I used to love.
If it were up to me, I would change the second scene,
To the key of a memory.
If I had another chance, if we could finally take it back,
I'd arrange our mistakes like a symphony.