Changes.
There’s a shore that’s safe
We call it home
Water looks deep and cold
But there’s a life out there I know
The siren of dreams is calling me
Saying jump on in
Some days you’ve just got to let it go
But my fingers getting torn, baby, busted and worn
Scraping at that shell of a dream
I get up in the morning and I run cause I don’t know how else to be
I may fall on the pavement
I may get rained on
But I’ll walk into that ocean
Willingly
There’s somedays you think
You could be someone
Until you realize that you already were
What will you do today
To prove it to the world
A guitar pick in my hand means
more than that piece of paper
But my fingers getting torn, baby, busted and worn
Scraping at that shell of a dream
I get up in the morning and I run cause I don’t know how else to be
I may fall on the pavement
I may get rained on
But I’ll walk into that ocean
Willingly
Does it hurt you less
To have a head full of smoke
Than to really let it, let it seep on in
Is there something on your mind
That rolls around at night
But I won’t tell you what’s good for you
Cause you’ve been so good for me
And I think everything’s gonna be okay
But my fingers getting torn, baby, busted and worn
Scraping at that shell of a dream
I get up in the morning and I run cause I don’t know how else to be
I may fall on the pavement
I may get rained on
But I’ll walk into that ocean
Willingly