When you come down looking,
Don't except a thing.
Nothing here is sacred.
Not remembering.
There's no justifying
Bearing in your voice.
All that I'm implying, is hidden in the choice.

I'm done with all the things that bring me down.
(Patch me up and roll me over)
And you could say the same as me right now.
(Every wall will crumble down)
The truth to self is always hard to tell.
(Check your habits at the door)
Yours will be a face remembered well.

The minute you remember,
I'll be where I was.
Apoligising often,
It never seems enough.

If the words that surface, I'd scream now,
'Let me be part of this plan'.
So I hope you're worth the wait around.
(If I'm not I understand)
There's never been enough time to slow down.
I promise more when I get back in town.