Letras
Worrying
Is part of me
If everything
I used to think
Is gone by now
It worries me
To think about
The time it takes
To recognize
The thought itself
Worrying
Will kill me slow
And if there's no
Escaping it then
What's the point in trying
To be free
Of misery
If feeling it's
The only thing
That gets me back
To writing songs
And if there's
Only one electron
I'm convinced
I'll live the lives of
Everyone
Pendulum
Back and forth
Until I know the mind of
God
Count back
From ten
From when last she saw him
Was it
Pumpkin pickin
In Wisconsin
There
Just shy of
October
The cold air
Stung her face as
Tears froze
To it
She kept it
The Celtic
Souvenirs
She wrapped herself and
The girls in
So as
Not to
Feel too much
She holds them close
But can't shield them from
When rainbows end
And there's no gold
When Irish eyes
Start growing old
Without you
Just my luck
Growing up
Without you
What the fuck
Am I to do
Without you
Without you
In a lot of ways
He says he feels
As though he failed us
As a father
That being around
Wasn't enough
But I think that
Says a lot about him