Barely alive on 2 AM airline
My past is just the places i've passed
The windows were tinted
My eyes were half shut
My focus is fragile
If my heart is a glass

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Here lies the ruins of a little known author
There go the ashes of a dying dream
It's hard to sit down
When your hometown is a greyhound
Now i'm exhausted and
There's no time to sleep


I'm gathering leaves from
A once beautiful tree
Which no one else will have
The chance now to see
Or climb


It burning miles at a time
It's mine is mine