Departures

Silverstein

I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darken circles
I'm afraid of savage things I fought to keep away
Before I found out just what I found that I knew you'd become
Now you know the things I'm running from

You can help me hide
In the places I once lived and lost the one
Now you know the things I'm running from
Now you know the things I'm running from

You're killing me kid,
But I know your intentions are good
I read what you wrote out, asked me to slow down, I should
I think you're trying to make it seem
Like it never could've meant enough
But what I'm hearing you say
Is that you're running away 'cause it meant too much

So this isn't easy, I know the weather here number is best
San Francisco got cold as I read your note walking van next to Oak
You said I guess I'll be home soon
But things will be different I'm sure
So I thought that you should know
If things are gonna change when you come home, maybe this time don't