Beyond the Pines

When I first met you
We were young enough to post up in the street
A couple deadbeats in denial
And when the sun set
We stayed up 'til dawn-it kept us on our feet
We must've walked a million miles

But then every last step went up in smoke
That you blew in my face until I choked
I would swallow my pride if I could clear my throat

What if you felt hopeless
And that's when I got mean?
Maybe that's the reason we don't speak

And what if no one told us
It wasn't meant to be?
What if you were broken just like me?

When I copped my drop-top, I would drive
You'd stand on my front seat
To find that place beyond the pines
And when the car stopped
We would learn to fly up high above the trees
But for what I searched, I couldn't find

And the radio dial was turned down low
Because we didn't need the audio
The serenity taught me everything I know

What if you felt hopeless
And that's when I got mean?
Maybe that's the reason we don't speak

And what if no one told us
It wasn't meant to be?
What if you were broken just like me?
Just like me

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa

Well, this dragged on and on for years to come
With a taste so bittersweet
But I'd rather play pretend
Than live upon my knees

What if I got reckless
Just so I could see
What it's like to wake up on your feet?

And what if you read Sartre?
Condemned to be free
What if you were broken just like me?



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Kalicky
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