I’ve been losing my taste for all my old music lately. I’ve found a new vein of music on Apple Music, and this song in particular has been lodged in my brain for days. I finally stopped and looked up the lyrics, and now I think I know why. The explanation would be a bit too personal, even for this site, but it has helped me see more of myself, and for that I’m grateful.
Don’t leave me in the dust
Already can’t breathe
I watch my troubles rust
Just so I can go to sleep
No damage to be done
If I’m laying in the sun
With a glaze over my eye
And the people passing by
I hand out second chances
Like they’re my job to deliver
You dry them out in the desert
So I try to cry you a river
Runs far
In my mind
To where you areOh there’s that song again I know
And it’s haunting me yeah it’ll never leave
Oh there’s that song I never wrote
And it follows me west to another seaMy vision starts to go
You’re all that I can see
And life continues on
For everyone but me
Slow fading in the sand
The river’s in my head
But suddenly I see your hand
And it reluctantly extends
But are they second chances
If pushed away when given?
Please take another card
I’m just some sad magician
Ran far
In my mind
To where you areOh there’s that song again I know
And it’s haunting me yeah it’ll never leave
Oh there’s that song I never wrote
And it follows me west to another seaAnd as I take my final breath
I hear that same old tune again
And maybe it’s not what I lost
But dreaming what it could have beenOh there’s that song again I know
And it’s haunting me yeah it’ll never leave
Oh there’s that song I never wrote
And it follows me west to another
Follows me west to another
Follows me west to another sea