Silver Lines to Palm Trees

Comatosed, parked in front of a television
Overdosed with good intentions
You’ve said your life is a meaningless curse on the world
You can’t expect to do anything
If you think the world has had it with you
So tell me you’ve started to believe that this could be better
From silver lines to palm trees you’re commencing now
If you’re sure that everyone around you is the same
Then don’t believe me when I say this
I will live a life unlike you
I will live a life unlike you
The sun, the light, the trees, the earth
The breeze, the birds are waiting at your doorway now
How do we know how this life ends?
There isn’t a whole lot we can do But while we’re here we give it our best
And stay above the waters that surround us Fighting the waves and reaching the shore
Breaking through the insides of a mindset
I’m waiting; I’m waiting
I am waiting for you to hear me out