In

the

twis-

ting,

I

see

my-

self

Pixe

-

la-

ted

const-

rued

I

am

rea-

ching

out

For

some-

thing,

for

hold

on

to

But

I

ne-

ver

do

Fai-

ling

I

ne-

ver

will

Some

things

Some

things

just

do

not

e-

xist

Some

things

Some

days

I'll

be

the

e-

voked

of

The

hope

for

a

lan-

ding,

for

safe-

ty

But

the

sy-

napse

fires,

exp-

lo-

ding

And

this

is

let-

ting

go

Life-

this

is

a

les-

son

that

we

don't

sign

up

for

But

we

fate-

ful-

ly

learn

And

as

I

grow

old

Time

will

break

me

a-

part

From

stem

to

bough,

and

my

heart

to

rea-

son

I

will

be-

come

the

dirt

of

which

I

be-

gan

I

will

be-

come

the

dirt

of

which

I

be-

gan

Dist-

rac-

ted

by

im-

per-

fec-

tion

we

are

co-

vered

in

rust

Hope-

less

and

dis-

tant

Hope-

less

and

distant,

we

sway

side

to

side

From

sea-

son

to

sea-

son

Sea-

son

we

fall

a-

part

So

hold

this

in

your

hand,

and

don't

let

go

These

are

the

things

that

we

live

for

Some

things

Some

things

just

do

not

e-

xist

Some

days

Some

days

I'll

be

the

e-

voked

of

dis-

so-

nant

But

we

still

try

Pru-

dent

through

our

bro-

thers

eyes

Back

at

the

start

We

lost

our

di-

re-

ction

We

are

co-

vered

in

rust

Hope-

less

and

dis-

tant,

we

sway

side

to

side

Dis-

trac-

ted

by

im-

per-

fec-

tion

We

fall

We

fall

a-

part