And I know that you'll be my envy But I know that you're not my truth And If I've seen heaven Was you when you're with me, that's home And if you hold the answers I don't want to hear it from you Let me go
And it hurts to leave It's the only reprieve so hold on So I'm floating, not folding Still lost out at sea Stop counting the weeks 'cause I'm done Not being what I want
And I know that you'll be my envy Ooh But I know that you're not my truth And If I've seen heaven Was you when you're with me, that's home And If you hold the answers I don't want to hear it from you
And it hurts to leave It's the only reprieve so hold on So I'm floating, not folding Still lost out at sea Stop counting the weeks 'cause I'm done Not being what I want The seasons change and so do we, so, this is it. Goodbye
I know your heaven is surely not mine It's not a question, pretending we're fine And we're breathing in present, so dying alive It's not written in starlight or said in a sign Here lies no essence of paths we once tread Just future and foresight a hand to be lead into Ends with no silence where consciousness fled There's beauty in trying