Sometimes I wonder What I'm doing at this moment That I'll be cringing at a year from now When I think about it Like getting tattooed Or something less permanent Like the color of my shoes Or the people I've been hanging with And I might never get over it I'll just get so much better at living with my shit And we don't forget anything We just lose the ability to access it in our brains Sometimes the answers To everything I've ever wondered About life and death And what comes after Come to me as I lie between Being awake and falling asleep So if I zone out While you're talking to me It doesn't mean that I'm not listening I'm just caught up in a moment I have a tendency to get lost in the irrelevant details of the story Like the color that your shoes were the day you walked away from me And we might never get over it We'll just get so much better at living in our shit And we don't forget anything We just lose our desires to relive the memories Sometimes the answers To everything I've ever wondered About life and death And what comes after Come to me as I fall asleep But they're gone by the morning And I wonder What I'm doing at this moment That I'll be cringing at a year from now When I think about it