They're seven days below us
that keep me hovered above the ground
and nights just blend into the morning
definition is the first to go down
if i were to stay here between us
i might forget where i'm bound
so i can't stay in between us
i guess i'll walk away
and here to read the future
but forced to breathe out the past
and too many conversations
to uncover what was purposefully lost
ah
ahh..
and we all look so desperate
showing the guidance that we lack
and we used to be so wistful
i guess we feel it's safer holding back
if i were to stay here between us
i might forget where i'm bound
so i can't stay in between us
i guess i'll walk away