From the darkest lows
To the heavenly highs
Another dream let go
On every mantelpiece
If you had your life
To live over again
Would you do it in style?
Or make those same mistakes?
If I keep folding there'll be nothing left of me
But shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile
These days are better written off than written down
Will you live your life
Through a blossoming child?
Or will you sail the seas
Of self-discovery?
Does it make you smile
When you think of the ride?
Or do you get tired
Burning oxygen?
If I keep folding there'll be nothing left of me
But shapeless shoulders and this cold dead smile
These days are better written off than written down
All the wasted days
And the promises made
Could put the fear of God
In any one of us
Resolutions seep
Through the soles of your feet
So find a goal you can reach
Ever the optimist
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