Prolonged Exposure

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