Let’s leave our heads for a day When you got sick you said Let’s leave our heads for a day When you got sick you said To wait for it to change But it grew when you left And I'm stuck with this weight on my chest I'm betting on the breakers I'm stuck with myself And the fact that I couldn’t see Through a thirteen year old lens Which lends myself to believe that I'm breathing In the same sea that you breathed The cancer that you fought It brought a lot of pain I'm itching at an old wound I'm stitching up the seams I get comfort From tales that I’ve heard When you’d grab your girl and say I love you more than Dawn on the sea Oh, what you mean to me What you mean to me It’s a far cry to say I got away It’s a far cry to say I got away