Tries to run,
Finds a ride home
Like the years had
Never passed
Toss and turn
In an old bed
Nothing changes
Or stays the same
It gets passed down
Something hard to name
In the back of the shed
Pieces still remain
As we age, it’s hard to find
A reason not to stay
Windows let the light in
Tries to run,
Finds a ride home
Takes his shoes off
Takes his shoes off
Takes his shoes off
Takes his shoes off