Petrichor

Sometimes I find myself in a crowded room

With good friends and a feeling this will end too soon

Some things just end too soon

I watch you fall asleep and never wake up

Don’t take these memories or the people I love

Cause my God, we might not have much longer

We might not have much longer

No I’m not angry, no I’m not upset

All I’m saying is you tend to forget

How good you’ve got it, damn you’ve got it good

And you should, cause no one deserves this

Right now, though things could be better it

Is a reminder that nothing here is permanent

We’re dead or dying and I guess we’ll never figure it out

Dead or dying, at least I’m trying

So hard not to dwell on the past

Breathe in every goodbye and try to make the memory last

Petrichor reminds me of when I was younger

There are two dates under your name

And life’s the dash that’s in between

And all the flowers that surround you

Will never bring back anything

But now and then, well I still miss you on the drive home

And still get anxious when I’m all alone

Faced with a feeling that I’ll never know, where you go

Right now, though things could be better it

Is a reminder that nothing here is permanent

We’re dead or dying and I guess we’ll never figure it out

Dead or dying, at least I’m trying

So hard not to dwell on the past

Breathe in every goodbye and try to make the memory last

Petrichor reminds me of when I was younger

Right now, though things could be better it

Is a reminder that nothing here is permanent

We’re dead or dying and I guess we’ll never figure it out

Dead or dying, at least I’m trying

So hard not to dwell on the past

Breathe in every goodbye and try to make the memory last

Petrichor reminds me of when I was younger