Let's leave our heads for a day, when you got sick you said. Let's leave our heads for a day, when you got sick you said to wait for it to change. But it grew when you left and I'm stuck with this weight on my chest - I'm betting on the breakers. I'm stuck with myself and the fact that I couldn't see Through a thirteen year old lens, which lends myself to believe that I'm breathing in the same sea that you breathed. The cancer that you fought, it brought a lot of pain. I'm itching at an old wound. I'm stitching up the seams. I get comfort from tales that I've heard when you'd grab your girl and say, I love you more than dawn on the sea. Oh what you mean to me." It's a far cry to say I got away.