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This air is so still

If I didn't know it, I do now

You never spoke with conviction

About the life you were leading

Now they've slapped on all these conditions

So that you don't even care when you're bleeding



These scars of trickory

Are confusing me so much

And I don't know where to begin agian

These stars under the hickory

Are refusing to be burned out

And I don't know where to begin again

When nothing even ever ends



Sometimes I scare myself

How do I know the things that I do

Why can't I be young and innocent again

To just not know we're killing ourselves

Would be a vacation from these questions within

I just don't want to feel anymore how I've felt



These years of jealousy

Have split me completely

I don't know where to begin again

These acts of hypocrisy

My soul is depleting

I don't know where to begin again

When nothing ever ends



Take me away

Take me away

Just take me

To where the air is still

So I can find some sanity in something



Just take me to where the air is still