always the same places
I look to find traces
of what was mine or grace’s
sometimes it’s hard to tell
all in good time sets paces
try to keep up with the chases
to fill all the empty spaces
with whatever you sell
I never really know
what should I keep or let go
I’ll try to not let it show
try not to play where safe is
if I can’t swim I’ll fake it
save me a spot in the races
waiting for the sound of the bell
I need some time to shake it
but promise this time I’ll make it
might have to do it in phases
given all the times that I fell
I never really know
what should...