I hate talking late at night not tired I avoid their eyes let the morning pour in reach out and touch let me fuck it up saw an old friend yesterday he emptied out my pockets could have declined to pay and laid on my garbage for an hour or two sun before yesterday, I want it for certain but it ain't yesterday I'm running from the sun gotta make it to the treeline cause I try so hard to be alone I'll hit you back when I get home my eyes are dry the blue light glows I'll hit you back when I get grown and I'll grow, I will grow drove to vegas yesterday it emptied out my pockets open road must feel so free cause I'm stuck in a box with the radio on but I don't care how much it hurts I wanna be your friend don't care how hard it is to pick up the phone and admit to myself that I've been talking late at night loud voices fill the silence right on porches bathed in amber light I'll try so hard to stay here

feel the brightness underneath my skin I'm burning so familiar searing echos from a past life step outside and let it greet me I feel the brightness leading me to places I once knew I feel the brightness if it sees me I can see me too every house here has a passage secret door into the past every morning I'd pop the latch off how did I grow up so fast? I should've stayed there bloomed in the salt air but I locked it away inside the cape house behind the half door said I'd come back someday and it all just came back to me it took a little symmetry to bring about the brightness again pry thee plywood sheets apart everybody has their art goddamn this headache hurts so good it's my compass it's my reckoning I hear the bluejay peer down the hallway I see where to go it can't escape me it turns to face me tears running down its glow I went out to face it tried to face it oh I tried to face it but it's afraid of me

I swear I saw my own car flipped in the middle of the 405 the axel thrust up through the engine and I was still inside my timeline’s cluttered, my file paths aren’t mapping back heard about a gig in paloma, I bet it would fix all of that everyone I know is going to the show but I can't go anymore I'm dying leave me alone. I’ll disconnect my phone if I get one more fucking message from the army telling me killing would complete me I’ve been scrambling and I’ve been gambling with my life, my bank account my jobs my health and all my friends but I’m breathing If you take the time I’ll be on your mind And if you change your mind I’ll be there to catch you when you feel the breeze you always wanted me to play the guitar well (look dad I'm playing guitar!) and I know that’s what you wanted but it’s also what I need I make a movie with my friends, burn the candle at both ends it’s so worth it. I’m shaking off my curses, I’m gonna work it out everyone I know is going to the show but I can't go anymore I'm dying I’ll keep pushing through the silence reconcile who I am with who I wanna be I’ve been running up the mileage but you told me my vienna waits for me. I can see it If you take the time (wait so long it's not waiting) I’ll be on your mind (wait so long it's not waiting) And if you change your mind I’ll be there to catch you when you feel the breeze I DON'T UNDERSTAND RICK AND MORTY COULD PLEASE YOU EXPLAIN IT TO ME <3