Musser Park

I found you painted in the corner
Chances are you were holding up my walls
Perhaps it's not the odds that matter
But the risk of watching them fall
I kept my motivation reeling
Even when my aspirations simply stalled
For roads paved with such good intentions
I've ground to a halt, rusted through from the salt

What worries me
What worries me
Is not what's right or wrong
Or this path that feels one-thousand miles long
But the ring in my head that says

Lost on the streets of my hometown
My heads hangs in a fog of nostalgic bliss
I'm in need of any reason
Or rhyme to tell me why I left
Now I'm cracking from the pressure
So determined to make it on my own
Seal it with an empty gesture
One more notch on my list: vinegar and piss

What worries me
What worries me
Is not what's right or wrong
Or this path that feels one-thousand miles long
But the ring in my head that says
All is but lost and how could I love you if I stayed?
The moment is gone and with it went all last chances saved
To be forgiven