The victim of disconnect, a life marred with moving on Draw the curtain back Whispering of technicolor playing on the water The seasons only matter when they're gone I'm not enough Do you picture me as a fall or spring? Build me up; I've been emptied out Sweet release, I need to breathe again Is 4800 steps behind the starting line too late to turn back? Along with both my hands, it seems I've lost a meaning I move in circles Exit unlearned, mourn me I turned and thirteen years had gone Cast out half blind, down shed It's time to break this body in Current, whip me breaking in between is and what I know Ocean, crash down 'fore I start to doubt I am all my own Bring me to water, I'll drink 'til the world's gone dark Sunk to the bottom, the sun hasn't missed me so far The distance between my feet and my first step goes on for miles And the second miles more