Writing On The Walls

Maybe we, why don't we Sit right here for half an hour? We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we missed your beat again I swear we need to find some comfort In this run down place To bridge the gap of this conscious state That we live in I'm short on time How come you try? That brings us home To fit the shape of And I pray for What they tell you You to move on, move on (but mostly what they show you) At this rate we can't keep up but I sure I'm taking back all the things I said I'm taking back all the things I said But I sure can't just sit still Keep me filled in, I swear I'll come We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone We walk alone Back home Alone back home You're almost gone and I'm okay I still see your shadow To give you time to be afraid But never your face again I remember your presence I hope to God you come down I hope to God you feel this now I hope to God you come down I hope to God I know there must be some way out of here And all of them will be waiting there