Center of Gravity

Let me paint you a picture
It’s lonely and the ground has been withered away
Away

He is sixteen
Locked out his car and he’s waiting
For someone to call him home
Him home

And he sits there
Dreams of a world
Where the air is clear
There’s freedom to roam away
Away

And his parents
Still love each other
Music
Still finds its way back to him
To him

If I was the center of gravity
Why would you let it all fall from me?
If I was the balance to everything
How could you keep me from reasoning?

And the kids play
Till the fall on their asses
The dogs they
Will run on right past us to the road again
There they go again

See your road, it whispers in vain
Can’t control thy love which you name as your own
Your own

If I was the center of gravity
Why would you let it all fall from me?
If I was the balance to everything
How could you keep me from reasoning?

Someday I’ll jump in this car
And I’ll drive to wherever you are
To meet me
To meet you