In times of cold I pray for summer air
But when summer comes I just stay in bed
I can't find the strength to get up
I feel like this is me
giving up on you
I'm sorry
I lost myself this year
I'm growing
tired of
the New York atmosphere
From Orchard Street
to King Court Square
I would walk for hours
as the sun came up
Last night
I woke up in twilight
on an empty street
next to the spot we'd meet
I thought about what being nothing would be like
I thought about what being nothing would feel like
My patience is failing me
I can't seem to find a reason
to move forward with anything
My hands are shaking
this room is a blur
I almost don't recognize myself anymore
I can't find a way out
ready for the let down
but giving up
is too easy to drown
I'm sorry
I lost myself this year
I'm growing
tired of
holding onto everything you said
on a dead end street
under the downtown dam
I would sit at the water
hoping you would find me there
Last night
I woke up in twilight
on an empty street
next to the spot we'd meet
I thought about what being nothing would be like
I refuse to believe
that this wasn't
all worth it
Every word
that I wrote
to be proven worthless
Am I nothing
but skin and bone?
A vessel searching for a home
I refuse to believe
we can let this go
I refuse to believe
in these demons that call me
but nothing's perfect
in the end
I know we're worth it in the end
Last night
I woke up in twilight
on an empty street
next to the spot we'd meet
I thought about what being nothing would be like
I thought about what being nothing would be like