Balance Lyrics

Standing still,
I dropped a quarter in your wishing well. Echoed back:
I don't want to feel this, I don't want to feel that. I don't want to be here, I don't want to be that.

Lover, you love me. Everybody know it's true. And I get self involved.
I don't know if I'm well.

You pull your weight in burden.
Both your hands are hurting.
Are you coming home this year, next week? Burn the pastors kids and find a new lament. Make a home to bury pointless dreams.
Just don't... don't let go.

Come on, I love you.
Come on, I love you.
Georgia bound.
All you bastards just making me look bad. I'm starving now. I don't know if I'm well. You pull your weight in burden.
Both your hands are hurting.
Are you coming home this year, next week? Burn the pastors kids and find a new lament. Make a home to bury pointless dreams just hold on.
Hold on. Just don't let go. Don't let go.