Lyrics
Hiking these trails through brush and sage,
Move my heart through my feet, my greatest escape
from the conversation constant, battled and bruised
I may be lost on this path, but I'm not confused
Cause I know better, I catch these signs
These license plates, the dream visits, the flickering lights
These melodies flow through me like sonic breadcrumbs
Hooking me back to where I came from
I'll keep searching for my ending rhyme, the right metaphor
to thin my skin, make me see thru my surface tension,
to my salient truth
well I'm not afraid to find the edge of me
drop these reins and just see where these horses run me
cause this voice deep inside is just begging to be free
well I'm not gonna die with my music still in me
whoah, music still in me, whoah
It's hit or miss these vintage-bottled thoughts
we unlock the chest and unpack the box
teddy bears and photographs crammed to the top
these layers of love, the luck and the lost
All these simple truths, they're like comfort food
they complete this circuit between me and you
I put pen to this paper and I walk willingly
to the infinite, unfiltered parts of me
and I'll keep searching for my ending rhyme,
the right metaphor
to thin my skin, make me see thru my surface tension,
to my salient truth
well I'm not afraid to find the edge of me
drop these reins and just see where these horses run me
cause this voice deep inside is just begging to be free
well I'm not gonna die with my music still in me
whoah, music still in me, whoah
Not a single shift then suddenly
the planet spins unexpectedly
oh how glorious this great mystery
well I'm not gonna die with my
well I'm not afraid to find the edge of me
drop these reins and just see where these horses run me
cause this voice deep inside is just begging to be free
well I'm not gonna die, well I'm not gonna die,
well I'm not not gonna die