Sofarinrunning

Six, seven, eight

Grandpa smiled, said, "You're so far in running"
That made his funeral much harder to watch
The back roads ways
The VBS and godly praise
Before the science and the shakes
And hanging out in the fourth grade

I mowed my lawn and ran over a dead bird
Don't think he minded, was already dead and gone
I won't have kids, I won't put anyone through this
Through waking up alone on mornings just to stare to the abyss

Good vibes

Yeah, everyone is gonna die

So, stick around or watch me burn
While you wallow within your own custom concern
We've won many battle, but we lost the holy war
So, look at you and how remarkable you are
You have done wonderfully well
And you have traveled so far
We're too young to die
But I'm scared of letting go

Ah!

Remember when we thought it'd never come to this
The dinosaurs and birthday gifts
And all the wishes that never did come true