Testo The Street

She's walking down the street,
bobbing her head to the beat
of the feet of the people around her.
Without a single care,
she passes by and smiles hi,
but she can't hide how awkward it is to see me.
Well take all these embers
and relight this passion or torch what we have to the ash.
I stare back down to the ground
without a sight, without a sound,
cause I had this coming to me.
But I had never dreamed that she'd deliver it,
a surprise package saturated with fabrications and with imprecations.
Take all these embers
and relight this passion or torch
what we have to the ash.
She said we gotta keep moving on this sadder tale,
this slower song, cause I got more going for me.
She said we gotta stop holding on -
you're weighing me down with a tired smile.
And I'd lift my head if there was something to see,
something to believe. But why can't you just help me get my
feet right back on the ground?