Lows and Highs

Should I know where my home is, or can I just wander around?
Out the door, a slow decay, I prepare to be split apart
Between the seams of thoughts and skills
'Cause there lies a secret space
Of love and hate, and changeable horizons
Of love and hate, and changeable horizons, I'm rising

When I walk in through that door
I don't care about them all dying
But we'll make love when it's too late
On this occasion of lows and highs

While out there on the hillside, where the sun is pouring through
Here I sit with my lies and the stories I told you
Of recurring dreams of dying in a fiery car crash
Where flames on my body create burns inside burns
Every minute of my life, now I'm rising

When I walk in through that door
I don't care about them all dying
But we'll make love when it's too late
On this occasion of lows and highs

I forgot to ask, is it really that time again?
When I get scared, can I really walk up to him?
If I turn my back, will he turn his back on me?
When the world ends, will I be thrown back to earth?



Credits
Writer(s): Derek Josef Schulz, James Christopher Firebaugh, Zachary Ryan Tipton, Robert Paul Theberge
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