Crawling dawn, I break like silence
Rain and run with a pulse like sirens
Younger hands will age and grow
Stand no chance to the things they’ll know.

Caught up in a reaction
Tied up in the distractions
Act like I know, like I’m an old soul.
Caught up, learned my lesson
Tied up, I missed the best in all that I know
I’m not an old soul.

Hollowed out like empty ballrooms.
Eyes to ground, reach down and fall through.
Younger hands hold on too long.
Stand no chance, fate finds us all.
Eyes to the ground, eyes to the ground
Reach down and fall through.
Hold on too long, hold on too long
Until it holds you.

Caught up in a reaction
Tied up in the distractions
Act like I know, like I’m an old soul.
Caught up, learned my lesson
Tied up, I missed the best in all that I know
I’m not an old soul.


I had plans, strung them all together in my head
One by one, fell through the cracks.
Just like sand slipping through the center of the glass.
Once it’s gone it won’t come back.

Caught up in a reaction
Tied up in the distractions
Act like I know, like I’m an old soul.
Caught up, learned my lesson
Tied up, I missed the best in all that I know
I’m not an old soul.



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