It's 6 AM, I'm shivering beneath the bed sheets
The pillowcase fell off last night when I held it in my arms
I read short stories, while you twitched in your sleep beside me
Your breath it fell so heavy, as I sat there in the dark
And oh you whispered quiet
Making friends beneath the scenery of a sun cracked open sky
Beneath the dark lids of your eyes
And you were skipping stones and I was still alone
When I turned off the light, scribbling onto sticky notes
I am scared and that's the best that I can say
I work a job to pay the debt I owe my family
To pay back for that one time I pushed your chin
All this hope I hold just buries its evil in me out of sight
But it slips through a hole in my side
I've seen another of me and you
So we'll climb in that Buick down 222
And I'll close my eyes, the sun goes down each time I see the light
I swear it's true
'Cause I've bowed down with this crown watching old dogs age without whimpering
And I find it hard to say that I am strong
But I'll be sure with each passing breath to read you stories that are glimmering
With the light that reflected off these marigolds that caught my neck when I hit the ground
And oh you whispered quiet
Making friends beneath the scenery of a sun cracked open sky
Beneath the dark lids of your eyes
And you were skipping stones and I was still alone
When I turned off the light, scribbling onto sticky notes
I am scared and that's the best that I can say
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
All we are is all we are and still I will become
All I am and all I thought I can't recall because
And oh you whispered quiet
Making friends beneath the scenery of a sun cracked open sky
Beneath the dark lids of your eyes
And you were skipping stones and I was still alone
When I turned off the light, scribbling onto sticky notes
I am scared and that's the best that I can say
I'm still tugging on your hand, like when I was innocent
We used to only lie when we needed sleep