guess you got me beat
oh yeah, old town
it's just a bit further down the road
so maybe i can hitch a ride
maybe yes, maybe so
i don't know
changing scenery like a pot of coffee
to much to hold much too still
maybe you can find what you lost in a place you've never been
i doubt it but at least the lie is all we've ever been
of it's own volition
empty nutrition
constant submission
you keep me locked up on the side of the road
and i just don't know
maybe yes, maybe so
something to believe in and something to hold onto
something too brief and something to belong to
snow globe
just goes to show
a tiny moment captured in glass
the bubble burst
and the moments only pass
they never get better
they never get worst
it just passed away
and we never visit its grave
but a silent day is something to hold onto
because when the moments passed
you'll be the last to notice
it's just a little bit up the road
please, let go
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