Still (Everyday)
I stepped away from the plate
I struck out
I watched it float by
Went to the back of the line
Yeah it's hard to define when things go wrong
Let it go
My copper cup's turning green all alone
I sit here exposed
Numbed up and out on the road
Now I know what it means to move along
Sometimes I fantasize of happiness and following it through
And I'll romanticize the accidents, the old in with the new
But please don't worry, oh don't worry because some dreams don't come true for you
I still think about it every day
The chances that I'll never take I try not to exaggerate
About the way it makes my knees weak, heart ache, palms sweat, short breath
Things come undone
What have I done
What have I failed to do
Some permanent hue of feeling languid in lieu of the old tried and true
A wounded soul
Been looming silent in my primal state
Been feeling the weight
These sullen eyelids that stay
Go ahead, clear the slate and lay me down
Let it go
Sometimes I fantasize of happiness and following it through
And I'll romanticize the accidents, the old in with the new
But please don't worry, oh don't worry because some dreams don't come true
I still think about it every day
The chances that I'll never take I try not to exaggerate
About the way it makes my knees weak, heart ache, palms sweat, short breath
Things come undone
I still think about it every day
I struck out
I watched it float by
Went to the back of the line
Yeah it's hard to define when things go wrong
Let it go
My copper cup's turning green all alone
I sit here exposed
Numbed up and out on the road
Now I know what it means to move along
Sometimes I fantasize of happiness and following it through
And I'll romanticize the accidents, the old in with the new
But please don't worry, oh don't worry because some dreams don't come true for you
I still think about it every day
The chances that I'll never take I try not to exaggerate
About the way it makes my knees weak, heart ache, palms sweat, short breath
Things come undone
What have I done
What have I failed to do
Some permanent hue of feeling languid in lieu of the old tried and true
A wounded soul
Been looming silent in my primal state
Been feeling the weight
These sullen eyelids that stay
Go ahead, clear the slate and lay me down
Let it go
Sometimes I fantasize of happiness and following it through
And I'll romanticize the accidents, the old in with the new
But please don't worry, oh don't worry because some dreams don't come true
I still think about it every day
The chances that I'll never take I try not to exaggerate
About the way it makes my knees weak, heart ache, palms sweat, short breath
Things come undone
I still think about it every day
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Writer(s): Jacob Mccabe
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