The taste of autumn nights feels like the city sliding down my veins
'Cause I've been working for the longest time here
On the first draft of a better life for you and me
So let's walk down the streets once captured in a distant song
They are vices we can now let go
To sail away with the irony we have left
And if there's no rhyme you know about the place I'm calling home
I'm still myself
I am trying not to break your heart
I am trying not to break your heart
I am trying not to let these lonely lights
Gleam all night
Holding back a brand new day
'Cause these are hurried times - too fast for us to try and understand.
And even if the minutes feel like lifetimes
It is still not slow enough, not how it should be.
So let's scrape out these borrowed lines that pet this pain of mine
Or just fake a double suicide
Then laugh it away, so hard it feels like a sin
And when there's no rhyme I know that could make this feel like home
I find myself
Here just trying not to break your heart
I am trying not to break your heart
I am trying not to make these lines a sign
That our lives
Might be reaching a dead end
I'm just trying not to break your heart
If there's no life you know in the place I'm calling home
See there is no such lie
As an unfamiliar sky
If there's no rhyme I know in the place you call your own
All I need is some time
And a world to redefine
Like the poet searching through the dark,
with the guts it takes to start a start,
for the word that might just be the spark
to a verse that's doomed to fall apart
I'm here trying not to break, just trying not to break your heart
