Secede
Pull the sheets up around your neck to keep the cold out
Hiding from all that you cannot face
You can't finish what you start
Put it in a draw and keep it out of reach
Like one of my letters to you that you can no longer read
Step out side and soak up all the light that hits your skin
Save it up to send it out again as if it was from within
Don't know what to do still in love with you
Hard times got crazy stupid but I don't know If we can get through this
Now It feels like its time to turn the page
To leave behind but not erase
So much unsaid about things undone
As I open my draw to put you in
My draw was pretty empty but now there's a single image of your face
With shaking eyes and a tilted smile
When you were in my arms and falling out of my life
Don't know what to do, feels like you're looking through
Like I'm just some dirt on your windscreen distracting and standing in between
You and where you see yourself going
I'm in the wake of your crisis while you surround yourself with compromises
I'd imagine your draw is getting pretty full by now
With broken hearts and simple truths and all those things you could not do
And I know that I'm in there amongst your mess
Rubbing shoulders with everything you want to hate
But as you draw it swells to take up more space
The less you have to hold to your name
Don't know what to do, feels like you're looking through
Like I'm just some dirt on your windscreen distracting and standing in between
You and where you see yourself going
I'm in the wake of your crisis while you surround yourself with compromises
Hiding from all that you cannot face
You can't finish what you start
Put it in a draw and keep it out of reach
Like one of my letters to you that you can no longer read
Step out side and soak up all the light that hits your skin
Save it up to send it out again as if it was from within
Don't know what to do still in love with you
Hard times got crazy stupid but I don't know If we can get through this
Now It feels like its time to turn the page
To leave behind but not erase
So much unsaid about things undone
As I open my draw to put you in
My draw was pretty empty but now there's a single image of your face
With shaking eyes and a tilted smile
When you were in my arms and falling out of my life
Don't know what to do, feels like you're looking through
Like I'm just some dirt on your windscreen distracting and standing in between
You and where you see yourself going
I'm in the wake of your crisis while you surround yourself with compromises
I'd imagine your draw is getting pretty full by now
With broken hearts and simple truths and all those things you could not do
And I know that I'm in there amongst your mess
Rubbing shoulders with everything you want to hate
But as you draw it swells to take up more space
The less you have to hold to your name
Don't know what to do, feels like you're looking through
Like I'm just some dirt on your windscreen distracting and standing in between
You and where you see yourself going
I'm in the wake of your crisis while you surround yourself with compromises
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Writer(s): Nicholas Young
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