Rain
It's colder on this side of town
When the rain falls we drown
We pour our hearts into a glass and we drink it down
We take turns back and forth reliving when we were young
Our breath is wasted on the air but these lungs don't seem to care
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with some heart or these open wounds will scar
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with your heart or these open wounds will scar
We took a trip to our old spot, out of gas so we walked
The paint still chips on the tracks where we used to cross
That old train came and left, said goodbye to a stolen friend
And life's too short to hold on when you're clearly gone
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with some heart or these open wounds will scar
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with your heart or these open wounds will scar
We sabotage our lives by pushing way too hard
Stretched out and ripped apart just waiting for the thrill of the fall
Take a step back and stay away from the edge
These open wounds are broken promises we swear we'll mend
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with some heart or these open wounds will scar
Stop there and open up, I wanna see what these ideas are made of
Think out loud with your heart or these open wounds will scar
Open wounds will scar, open wounds will scar, open wounds will scar
Autor(es): Young Lungs