It's Not Goodbye. It's See You Later.

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Thought for a while that I could rest now
Realizing that I just don't know
How to bury my troubled head where I think it should go
Starting to feel like a small grain of sand
I drove to the coast in hopes that I can
Be swept off my feet, and swept out to sea
So I can finally feel at home
But the waves held me back and I came crashing on the shore
I guess I'll get up and go

I'm picking up the last of me
And I'm getting on the road
'Cause I like to run through busy streets
And I love to gamble my bones

I'm burning holes in memories
So I don't dwell on the past
But maybe I'll add kerosene
And turn these haunted photographs to ash

It could be that I'm escaping
But I might just enjoy the feeling
Of when my fist breaks through the wall

This window feels so cold to me
And the grass is starting to crack
When it breaks I'll wish I wasn't free
And beg for yesterday to take me back
Either way I find I'm always falsely longing

I'll sink into the folds in my sheets
In hope that someday my eyes my close
So I can rest assured this bed i built will hold

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from Keepsake, released August 26, 2015

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