In Hundreds

Part nonsense
Part lung test
Sickness loved
In these hands
Sought numbers
For answers
In hundreds
I said prayers
Missed some trains
Lost some friends
Some forgave
In the end
I don’t want to tell you you’re the reason why
But you’re just a couple minutes shy of
Changing things for good
I wanna put aside this poison like I always knew I should
Knew I should
Horizon
Gently pretends
To be the end
To be an end
But what you can’t see
I don’t want to give it away
Shows that things look good
For the rest of the day
Now I trust a shiver to bring this body’s bad news
Voices might consider that it’s my time or let me choose
Now I don’t worry too much about what I really have to loose
Because I’d surely give it all up if it meant some time, some time with you