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All my heroâs and my idols, my friendships and my ghosts,
leave me stranded here this morning, too close away from home.
The sun shines through my window, the leaves are green and fair,
Iâm just looking for a color only found in my babyâs hair.
Oh but my darlings down the highway, left me here to count the birds,
and Iâm hurting to the ceiling, lost, just searching for the words.
Chorus:
And I canât seem to find a better place to hide, I might jump into the river
for a midnight train to ride. I canât swim so Iâll sink, for to fly. Polished steel
along the creek, my soul will drift into the leaves, and Iâll be gone, without a sound.
The car is filled with reasons to never get back in, I was once a stronger man till I
confessed to all my sins. So I guess Iâll get to walkinâ, till I turn to something else,
for this weight that I am bearing, is too heavy for the shelf. Itâs too heavy to be buried, too heavy to be freed, so this weight I must carry to help me sink into the sea.
Chorus
So just let me drown, for she wonât come around, sheâs too busy being free, so Iâm headed down. Yes Iâm sinking now, without a sound, itâs time to march into the waves, where troubles are not found, no troubles found, without a sound, no troubles found, without a sound, no troubles found, without a sound.