Adam Watts
Good times come and good times go
Why they leave, I guess I'll never know
The world's on fire outside our window
We could see it, if not for all the smoke… in here
I'm choking in here…
(chorus)
No falling apart
No fleeing the scene
I've got a puzzle to solve
For the ones who rely on me
No miracle cure
No parting of seas
Just that steady push up
As the weight of the world bears down
I'll turn my back on this hell
And keep reaching for higher ground
The same old demons haunt your nights
You can't find sleep and I can't stand the daylight
Sharpened rocks inside your pillow
So you bleed dreams… wide awake and hollow
In here… we're choking in here
Chorus
(bridge)
In the middle of night
In the middle of the end
There's a riddle I cry
I'm stuck here waiting, still waiting…
For an answer wrong, or an answer right
Doesn't matter which way just wanna be going
Somewhere knowing
Chorus