Текст песни Pictures of Vernon Public School

I see the seasons in the trees
my months in the leaves
I'm burning brighter for myself
I woke up from the day into a good night
I walk the streets for fun but always depending on another

I am on a bus in 2005 where the limbs branch off
my head is rattling against the window, like we went to brooklyn
I can't stop listening at this point
my life is on gapless playback
I am 17 and moving once again

hopefully this home will last , hopefully I'll reignite
I am on a river going too fast, but the view is nice
and I know how to swim
the words are repeating and changing at the same time
while my mother sobs softly, my father bursts and everyone is silent

I am a black sheep, it's marked on my skin
In all of my cards: "we're praying for you, we love you"
well act like it
and I felt the most at home when I was gone
it's 7:30 on a back porch

my eyes are finally open
and I know I'm alone
the neighborhood is quiet
they gather all around
softly: "he loved you"