Parachute Kid

Here you go again Another parachute kid Watching airplanes pass On the miracle bridge Getting lost in the winds Being 25 years old I've still got money And a get rich scheme But I'm slowly learning What it's costing me Like the grief that we kept In the pockets Of the clothes we sold I can't believe How long I've survived When I've got these body bags Under my eyes That carry all the dead weight That I haven't let go I had it all figured out back then At the staircase Second floor mom's house In a shared space How could I ever leave my camp days Still untold The fake ghost stories And the real ones too The bonfire ashes In your childhood room We were teenage tragedies Bound to go up in smoke So I drove my friends From the countryside To the emergency room Pissed drunk that night I bet there's still a little Silver lining left in your bone So there's a part of us That I know will change But I'll still remember you In those tones of grey Like the yearbook photos That we always say Stole our souls Here you go again Another parachute kid Watching airplanes pass On the miracle bridge Getting lost in the winds Being 25 years old I've still got money And a get rich scheme But I'm slowly learning What it's costing me Like the grief that we kept In the pockets Of the clothes we sold I can't believe How long I've survived When I've got these body bags Under my eyes That carry all the dead weight That I haven't let go The people that the books Make no mention of Are the heroes that we met At the breakfast club Before we all got Our undergraduate degrees In being alone We put stars in our eyes Then we took them back out In Ithaca New York What I shouldn't have found On a dorm room bed Where my legs swung down To the floor The spiritual autumns In the New Jersey rain From my first apartment Saw my first hurricane With no lights on And no running trains To take us home We shot a teen movie In your car that summer I think I fell asleep I was half-undercover Still dreaming of a future Where we wouldn't See each other get old Here you go again Another parachute kid Watching airplanes pass On the miracle bridge Getting lost in the winds Being 25 years old I've still got money And a get rich scheme But I'm slowly learning What it's costing me Like the grief that we kept In the pockets Of the clothes we sold I can't believe How long I've survived When I've got these body bags Under my eyes That carry all the dead weight That I haven't let go Here you go again Another parachute kid Thinking this'll be the one This time has gotta be it But I might have to hit the ground Before I know