Your harden hands are battered by the roots of what remains
The moon is changing while the seasons shed your leaves
And I hope you’re not dependent while the sun sits out for days
The bluest ocean hanging right above our streets
Oh to wash away your shallow ways
All this repetition can derail to other dreams
I hope it’s nothing that I see it in my sleep
Holding on to wishes trying to gain some energy
Some motivation to put me back on my feet
To wash away your shallow ways
Always feel the days a little shorter
No time saved away
Will keep me ‘til I’m whole
Always feel the days a little shorter
No time saved away
Will keep me ‘til I’m
This can be the last chance for us again