Handwritten House

I overheard a conversation
Of people holding out for what they like
Your mom, your dad, and how you’re patient
Jesus Christ and blues riffs run your life
A broken glass, no motivation
Where has all your glow gone? Are you fine?
You’ve broken off from all temptation
Something’s feeling wrong, but you’re alright
So live your life
Just live your life
So live your life
I wrote a note to all your close friends
Asking if they’d heard from you at all
From no response I cut my losses
And told myself when you could, you would call
Your mother came with a note that you’d left
A note you used to clear up what’s going on
And in that note was only three words
Three words that you’d never said at all
And they were «live your life.»
Just live your life
Just live your life
Please live your life
Please live your life