Hey Medic

When the day goes away and the river, if it's the closest I'll ever get
 To feel me close to home, then I don't want a home
 If I could just close my eyes, wake up melted from all the guises
 The secrets that you hold, the truths that no one told
 The solastic rhythms
 Are not missing drive
 You can call me jaded
 You can call me whatever you like
 Just need a song
 Oh, just need a song
 To wash us over
 Redeeming me every time
 But I don't think that I'll ever wait for us
 And we dance
 And we stumble
 But we vacant know what used to be romantic
 I might not have the means, the means to get through the end
 But I don't know what's wrong, no, I don't know what's wrong
 If I did what should I do, texting it former in my favour
 But would that do the trick? It might not do the trick
 I'm lost in seasons
 They make me feel kind of shitty
 And you can call it depression
 And you can call it whatever you want
 And the saddest songs
 Oh, the saddest songs
 Take me over
 They leave my lips every night
 And I try and I try and I try and I try
 Now we dance
 And we stumble
 But we may can't tell what used to be romantic
 Are we dead?
 Don't know how
 The blood, the plain that numb the pain, it's living