Maybe we, why don't we sit right here for half an hournWe'll speak of what a waste I am and how nWe missed your beat againnnI swear we need to find some comfort in nThis run down placenTo bridge the gap of this conscious state nThat we live innI'm short on timennHow come you try and fit the shape of nWhat they tell younnBut mostly what they show younThat brings us homenI pray for you to move onnnAt this rate we can't keep up but I surenCan't just sit stillnI'm taking back all the things I saidnKeep me filled in, I swear I'll comennWe walk alone back homennYou're almost gone and I'm ok to give younTime to be afraidnI still see your shadow but never your face againnI remember your presencennI hope to God you come downnI hope to God you can feel this nownnI know there must be some way out ofnHere and all of them will be waiting there