It’s a long way to go, to prove what we already know
This is where we left it last time, 7000kms from home
Winters would never be a problem, Summers hurt like hell
Fools gold tombstone up a dirt road by the wishing well
Last night, I dreamt that I was loved
It felt like so much more than enough
Stay with me, we’ll start a jazz band
Hold my face, kiss my hand
This one’s about you, this one’s about me, this is about everybody
I could rot in this bed, for three weeks
In my head, in my soul, also so weak
And I’m so afraid, that I’ll never feel the same
But the sunrise and the ocean is keeping me sane
I left myself notes, they really helped
When It’s good, when it’s bad, call myself out
It’s getting better, it’s getting better, I promise
Shrink says he’s proud of my progress
No need to walk into the sea, whatever
Just remember, who would have thought, just breathe