So its been week and I cant help but stop and think, These rooms seem cold without you. Memories turned salty cheeks, I still feel the flames you held beneath my feet. Life may never be so good again. Ive been staring at there picture so long, I swear theyre talking back. Today is for the living. These songs that were singing are more than moving on, Theyre the only ways were making sense of a world thats small enough to shake, But its still strong enough to break us down. Ive tried to capture it never found a way. Cause wrapping words around a love that made Palaces of parking lots and art of ugly hearts isnt easy. Life may never be so good again. Ive been staring at there picture so long, I swear theyre talking back. Today is for the living. These songs that were singing are more than moving on, Theyre the only ways were making sense of a world thats small enough to shake, But its still strong enough to break us down. What we gave, what we had. Some may never understand how twenty kis in three vans wont ever be the same again. What we gave, what we had. Six weeks in the clouds and Im still not ready, not ready to come down. Today is for the living. These songs that were singing are more than moving on, Theyre the only ways were making sense of a world thats small enough to shake, But its still strong enough to break us down, break us down.
enough, theyre, singing, small, shake