We’re Not Done Yet, Sorry
Born among flowers
Live in the dirt
We chase the good
Try to live for the better
Live for the better
Walking away from what was planned at first
The edge of understanding is getting closer
Is getting closer
You may have felt what we believe in
But now fun's long gone
Only remain the smell
The loss, the waiting
The uncertainty
"But where are you fucking gone?"
I know you get it, I know you support it
But I still fear that the planned collapse of it all
Is just the only thing to keep disappointment gone
Born among flowers
Live in the dirt
We chase the good
Try to live for the better
Live for the better
Walking away from what was planned at first
The edge of understanding is getting closer
Is getting closer