Sunset, sea salt air
Green light, yellow light, red
With the window down and the wind in your hair
Blame the pollen count, wipe away the tears you've shed
My imagination used to be so good
I could see myself with anyone I put some thought to
But, now I'm feeling like my chance'll be gone soon
Is this music all I'll ever come home to?
Stretch this skin I wear
Twist it until it tears
Before I'm old, stuck in my ways, beyond repair
A stick in the mud, no longer young and self-aware
There's no closure for the things you're going through
In medicine or the friends you talk to
But, it changes quick, you'll forget I'm gone soon
That I exist or the place I've gone to
It'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen
You'll never see it coming, see it coming, see it coming, see it coming
It'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen
You'll never see it coming, see it coming, see it coming, see it coming
It'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen
You'll never see it coming, see it coming, see it coming, see it coming
It'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen, it'll happen
You'll never see it coming, see it coming, see it coming, see it coming
Bury yourself in your work, I'm sure
By the time you emerge, it'll all have blown over
Bury yourself in your work, I'm sure
By the time you emerge, it'll all have blown over