Since You've Been Gone
Controlled by my past experiences
They've assembled me
Holding these bones in place
So--- what's up gravity
Propelling me from the beginning
Swishing and swaying towards the muddy middle
Wishing my dreams became the world
Nothing makes sense anymore
'Cause I haven't yet made it to the future and maybe I never will...
But that's why I have tiny little humans to live out my legacy
The past will never surmount to the present and the future will always feel like dying, therefore, submit to the present.
Since you've been gone.