Hayden Casey Forest For The Trees
Don't ever know what I want
Pulled in opposite directions
Maybe I'll split between the shoulders
Fissure straight down the middle
Each morning brings the chance of something new
But I still fall asleep irresolute
Holding on to the edge of the boat
Steady breaths through the vertigo
Crashing waves, I'm gonna lose my stomach
Take it slow, a day at a time
Hold my breath and count to twenty-five
The sun will fade to black and rise to blue
A long sleep never makes me feel renewed
Can never see the forest for the trees
I'm not sure, even now, what I believe
Holding on to the edge of the boat
Steady breaths through the vertigo
Crashing waves, I'm gonna lose my stomach
Sweaty palms at the end of the rope
Half a second from letting go
When my hands give out, just how far will I plummet
Can never see the forest for the trees
I'm not sure anymore what I believe
Holding on to the edge of the boat
Steady breaths through the vertigo
Crashing waves, I'm gonna lose my stomach
Sweaty palms at the end of the rope
Half a second from letting go
When my hands give out, just how far will I plummet
