Thought about this too much
What's there left to say?
Throw your stones the river
Like me, it drifts away
I would watch you stare
I would watch you stare
Oh, but there's no-one there
We can figure this out
Put your feet down
We are the lucky ones
Swallow your choices down
Terrified of what's left remains
Unsettled, until you break my mind
Till you break my mind
Until you break my thoughts
Till you break my thoughts
I'm throwing wishes in the well and hopes that
That you will keep them for yourself and know that
Know there was a time
When we never let go
Never let go, oh, we never let go
We can figure this out (we can figure this out)
Put your feet down (put your feet down)
We are the lucky ones (we are the lucky ones)
Swallow your choices down (swallow your choices down)
Terrified of what's left remains (terrified of what's left remains)
Unsettled, until you break my mind
Till you break my mind
Until you break my thoughts (till you break my thoughts)
These sticks and stones will break me
They will break, they will break, they will break
Oh, oh, oh, yeah, yeah
No, no
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