Walking Distance

Sidewalks, benches and that stupid fucking clock
Staring at the world from an empty rooftop
Wishing big and planning an escape
Not sure what we’ll find but we’ll hope for something great
Looking past building and through the waste
Finding every road leads to the same place
A different town with a familiar taste
Watching my dreams slowly dissipate

Simpler days seem so far away
Memories forgotten til today
Long lost friends I wish I could see
I hold on to these promises I swore to keep

A desolate street, a vacant parking lot
A portrait of a family left to fall apart
Walking with shadows makes me feel less alone
I’d like to be anywhere but at home
Throwing rocks at moving trains
Smashing bottles to ease our pain
Searching for coins we placed on tracks
I never fucking wanna go back