Slow and considered, I mean to go on like this.
Time will fix all.
Won't see another new year inside these walls.
As resolution falls to its end.
I don't mind singing the old ones. Honey, show me the town.
Lost among strangers, we're finding our feet.
Fall asleep on the ground with no familiar sound.
Lost and inspired,
Sun lights the streets we don't know that we're too soon to call home.
We'll drink to another means to an end that we'll call a brand new second attempt.
I got it so wrong last year, picked up by the side of the road.
Tried to run from here and took off on my...