Inhale the musk of defeat

A strangers hand held out for the weak

A voice carving symbols in the sand

Carry away my soul to distant lands 

 

I can wake up anytime 

But this life Is mine

I know one day I'll have my time to shine

As long as I can make the words rhyme 

 

I wonder if I'll ever be as beautiful as October

When the seasons change 

Maybe I'll get sober 

I don't know where to go with all these lines 

I just hope that warmth In my voice cuts like daylight

 

My history is short 

I like to think I live for something more

Than a paycheck 

Than a title 

Than credit report 

 

Someday these words will comfort you 

I know because they're the only thing to keep me glued

Casting little echoes in the shadow of this sound

I'd like to keep on dreaming 

Though I can't sing out 

When someone's around