White ships on a grayscale sea
In an open browser tab
We're half gone, but we're halfway home
Pick those wounds until they scab
Tried hard to make a difference
But it faded fast
These years haven't been so kind
Not to you or to me
Last pic on your camera roll
Last time you felt free
You'd think we'd know the difference
Dream or memory?
Broke down, broke out and broken in
We stayed where our story begins
We tried to take it on the chin
But time won't allow us to win
And I know you won't have to dwell
The past is a dead wishing well
No doubt, the story comes out
We stayed where our fate struck us out
