Half Built Homes - Empty Conversation Piece

It's the sound of my youth
Getting further away
It's the feeling I get
When I know things are changing
Don't get me wrong
I know I took things for granted
But I had it all worked out
And this ain't how I planned it
At all

And I wake up
Every day
And go through the motions
Like we're supposed to at our age
And I agree
Things would be better if we could leave
But I'm stuck in the brushstrokes
Of an empty conversation piece

It's the beat of my heart
The fear of what the future holds
It's the way that giving up
Always feels so natural
Don't get me wrong
I still take it all for granted
But things are shifting too fast
And I can't fucking stand it
At all

And I wake up
Every day
And go through the motions
Like we're supposed to at our age
And I agree
Sometimes I'm too stubborn to see
Now I'm buried in the ashes
Of the bridges that I've burnt
When I refused to leave

We're buried
But we're barely alive
I'm choking on the hope
That I've been fed for my whole life
We're buried
But we barely had a chance
I'll swallow my pride
If you don't mention it again

And I wake up
Every day
And go through the motions
Like we're supposed to at our age
And I agree
Life is getting away from me
Now I'm slipping through the cracks
Of all the poems that I wrote
That my cardinal refused to sing

Written by:
David Jones

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