Walking at a Downtown Pace
I'm making plans for the day all of this is through
Seeing my path there
Hearing the song I'll sing and food that I'll taste
And all the drinks that I'll consume
Return the smile of an unmasked friend
As we take streets I don't walk down 'cause I want to avoid
Fighting temptation
Walk at a downtown pace and treasure the crowds
That once made me act so annoyed
Sometimes I wonder how long 'til I'm a face in one?
You'd be surprised to learn what you could bear to lose
Wanting and needing, not getting either one
And planning the future as the time we also choose
Pick out a movie, a sandwich from the street
Yeah, how many days in life will I spend underground?
Hours in total, as many as it takes
And how many ways of feeling lousy have I found?
Lately, I've counted
I've found a reason to exist
Waving on the top
On the top of the world
Begging not to go extinct
No one has to stop
How many times now have I walked into that room?
With the day shining through purple film combining
Sound from the corners that you use yourself to tune
Like a piano, well tuned and walking slowly
Socks on the carpet while some kid watches my shoes
Feeling the sun like a bolt of lightning
House of dreams you were once my girl for New York City blues
Is this goodbye then?
Will you be on the other side?
Waiting there for me
Nothing left to want
Cashing in my claim to the world
Nothing more supreme
On the other side
Waiting there for me
Nothing left to want
Cashing in my claim to the world
Nothing more supreme
Seeing my path there
Hearing the song I'll sing and food that I'll taste
And all the drinks that I'll consume
Return the smile of an unmasked friend
As we take streets I don't walk down 'cause I want to avoid
Fighting temptation
Walk at a downtown pace and treasure the crowds
That once made me act so annoyed
Sometimes I wonder how long 'til I'm a face in one?
You'd be surprised to learn what you could bear to lose
Wanting and needing, not getting either one
And planning the future as the time we also choose
Pick out a movie, a sandwich from the street
Yeah, how many days in life will I spend underground?
Hours in total, as many as it takes
And how many ways of feeling lousy have I found?
Lately, I've counted
I've found a reason to exist
Waving on the top
On the top of the world
Begging not to go extinct
No one has to stop
How many times now have I walked into that room?
With the day shining through purple film combining
Sound from the corners that you use yourself to tune
Like a piano, well tuned and walking slowly
Socks on the carpet while some kid watches my shoes
Feeling the sun like a bolt of lightning
House of dreams you were once my girl for New York City blues
Is this goodbye then?
Will you be on the other side?
Waiting there for me
Nothing left to want
Cashing in my claim to the world
Nothing more supreme
On the other side
Waiting there for me
Nothing left to want
Cashing in my claim to the world
Nothing more supreme
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Christopher Savage, Sean Matthew Yeaton, Maxwell Oliver Savage, Austin Bradley Brown
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