The Unknown

I’m a ghost and I’m locked inside my head.
I’m burning out like a cigarette, am I slowly fading?
Left lost and voiceless?
Cause the words never bring release.
I used to sing all these songs at night,
never questioned when the words seemed to come alive.
But what made the stars seem gold
seems to be growing cold,
and I’m starting to have my doubts.
I’m starting to have my doubts.
This is a memory,
a simple song we can sing to remind me.
That it’s ok, it’s alright to be failing,
just gotta get back up and keep on running.
We said «bye» to friends and family!
It’s not enough, but it’s all we could leave them.
And it’s ok, it’s alright to be leaving,
just gotta get back up and keep on running.
We’ll spend the next few years writing a story!
Page to page, I’m breaking bank to broke when suddenly,
the pages seem to write themselves!
This is more than we ever thought about!
And now we’re running!
Still breaking bank, but rarely come up empty.
This is it! The story grows older,
we’ll keep on running, but always remember:
This is a memory,
a simple song we can sing to remind me.
That it’s ok, it’s alright to be failing,
just gotta get back up and keep on running.
We said «bye» to friends and family!
It’s not enough, but it’s all we could leave them.
And it’s ok, it’s alright to be leaving,
just gotta get back up and keep on running.
Starting is harder than anything over
the hills and the shore.
We’ve been there before.
Theres no home for me there!
There’s none that I’ll know!
I find hope in these moments,
we brave the unknown.