Old streets turn unto a stairwell, ascending to the resolve where
We sell grief for grim and petty farewells, with you a hundred feet tall.
And it’s tough when walking in rhythm to measure up with the time,
So I stayed pondering direction for an infinite line.
And I have fallen while wading through shallows
Fell to fear for the blue
So I guess I was just waiting to find out
That you are human, too.
Dark night, speaking about our souls, we were driving through a
Place where we were not meant for, but it was all we could do.
The whole time we were counting our curses, then stopped once for the stars
You pulled a pen to put it in verses when we were back in the car.
And I have fallen while wading through shallows
Fell to fear for the blue
So I guess I was just waiting to find out
That you are human, too.