Greyhound

Sleeping on a greyhound
Dreaming through the window steam
I'm a little let down
Overthinking my dishonesty

It wasn't in the papers
It's not like the children need
Growing up was safer
When it wasn't about recovery

So know if we are coming back
Home for me was never yours to have

Cold like the morning
Never youthful, always young
With hands bent and holding
The part of you I hope will never fade away

And here I'm on the 9:05
But what I'd give to be fourteen
In the hope for every time
I'd rather be there than anywhere I am

I'm waking in my fever dreams and I'll burn alive
But who are you to look down from my eyes
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Credits
Writer(s): Zachary Mclellan, Zachary Tyler Mclellan
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