| All the maps of the world have been drawn
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| There’s nothing to explore except your face
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| I keep getting older, but my heart stays the same age
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| I’d never want to live forever ‘cause I’d have to watch everyone die
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| But death is what makes this whole life meaningful
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| It’s what keeps me alive
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| I’m scared to death that I will never make it out alive and I’ll be stuck in
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| this mess forever
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| The older that I get, the more I find that each moment is a gift in time
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| The first time we saw Saves The Day, you never made it home
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| You spent the night with me
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| When I was young, it was a mystery
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| It took me years, but now I finally see what it is that you meant to me
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| Stay What You Are will always be our eulogy
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| When it rains in LA, people lose their shit
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| Just like I lost my mind in 2006
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| But that anxious boy has been buried in a shallow ditch
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| One day when I’m rotting in my grave, I’ll look back on my life and I will say
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| «Why the hell did it take me so long to back that bottle off of my lips?»
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| Am I wasting all my time trying hard to find the line between holding on and
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| letting go?
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| The older that I get, the more I find that each moment is a gift in time
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| The first time we saw Saves The Day, you never made it home
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| You spent the night with me
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| When I was young, it was a mystery
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| It took me years, but now I finally see what it is that you meant to me
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| Stay What You Are will always be our eulogy
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| I remember when you whispered in my ear
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| «Do not fear when I am gone
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| I’ll be right here»
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| When all the world is wasting away, I hold my heart and say your name
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| The older that I get, the more I find that each moment is a gift in time
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| The first time we saw Saves The Day, you never made it home
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| You spent the night with me
|
| When I was young, it was a mystery
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| It took me years, but now I finally see what it is that you meant to me
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| Stay What You Are will always be our eulogy
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| Am I wasting all my time trying hard to find the line between holding on and
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| letting go? |