No more room to assume
We'll be anything more than a start
That could end before even a bend in your heart
While I glue back my pieces so broken apart

But these days

I'm losing strings and empty things
I'm losing strings and empty things

No more walls to built all the same
Even though their not too tall
To avoid that the truth is just seeing through us all
While I realize I cannot be anymore than small

But these days

I'm losing strings and empty things
I'm losing strings and empty things

Holding on for way too long
When you just bring me down
Holding on for way too long
I have to leave this town
I have to leave this town

No more soon to be something
It's nothing and always will be so
What these matters don't matter
I'll make it on my own
Though it's nice knowing how you have been
And where you go

Losing strings and empty things
I'm losing strings and empty things
I'm losing strings and empty things
I'm losing strings and empty things



In The Morning

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