Arm's Length

Strike once with an open fist
One hand counts the things you'll miss
Never good at holding secrets
And once or twice a flight risk
When good men count the hours
They always pass so slow

Good riddance slips
But I'll miss it when it's gone
Arm's length to pass
When I see you're going strong
Losing my grasp
From holding on too long

Are you still waiting
Keeping track as the score lays
Looking for a pattern in the
Straight lines set in place
Don't you ever worry
You're missing something
Does the world get blurry
When you can't trace everything

Bad luck sets in
But it won't stay around too long
Arm's length to pass
But distance makes the heart grow fond
Sentiment grabs
To keep from moving on

Good riddance slips
But I'll miss it when it's gone
Arms length to pass
But the space between feels wrong
Losing my grasp
From holding on too long
Arms length to pass
But I'll miss it when its gone

Arms length at last
But I'll miss you when you're gone
Miss you when you're gone
Miss you when you're gone