Every now and then I do just that.
But now I'm sitting here wondering
about all the sorries and okays.
About everything you've said in true regards
Did your agenda match my intuition?
I think not.
The sorries never patched things over
God only knows they were just bridges
Get past the momentary evils and move on.
We were only waiting to crash again.
And I know the fights have become too often
Too many to take on with everything else
It's a common conundrum,
and Id prefer not to think about
the way you both look at me now.
I grew up to become the sum of your lessons.
Isn't that enough to know I'm safe?
A mind well learned and versed in the troubles of
a volatile world I have learned to walk well.
Shouldn't that be enough
just to know that I know?
That I can take care, stand up, push forward?
That I can feel and think and learn
and still, I can dream.
And I am.
Cause I am happy with what I have.
Would you be happier with just a little but more?
Would that get you where you're comfortable?
You would always want a little more.
It's never enough
and it's still getting colder.
Life will catch up to us all, so I won't keep running.
Settle down, and I'll settle down
into everything I have now.
