Lyrics

[Intro] I took a trip today, one thousand miles away And travelled further down a path that I had made So I just followed it, to where it all began Until it all went quiet, that noise that's in your head Just like a contour winds its way across the land I saw the lines in me, but I didn't understand If I was young or old, or if I had a plan Remembering yesterday, while staring at the end [Verse 1] For years, unclear as you gathered mementos Then it clicked, when you finally let go Is it sink or swim in a rat's bread tin, or is this just a ride? And you feel more remote from the control But don't get stuck, like a moth on a light bulb, yeah Is the urge to win buried deep within, or somewhere nearby? [Verse 2] (I know) Yeah, it chokes like a clot in the bloodflow And it starts to spin when you pull back in, knowing someday you'll die (Unclear) Until the Fozz put a click on the tempo As the end begins, look at where you've been, in the blink of an eye [Chorus] Seems like only yesterday, we were starting out, hey No, we ain't got much time left before tomorrow Seems like only yesterday, we were starting out, hey But we ain't got much time left [Verse 3] And now your home's in a bubble you don't own It kinda stings, like a bit of Tabasco Is it sink or swim in a rat's bread tin, or is this just a ride? And there is shock at the state of your cash flow Now you feel like you're someone you don't know, yeah As the end begins, look at where you've been, in the blink of an eye [Chorus] Seems like only yesterday we were starting out, hey Ain't got much time left before tomorrow Seems like only yesterday we were starting out, hey [Bridge] I don't know if I'm a young man or if I'm old In between, as it all unfolds I don't know if I'm a young man or if I'm old Is it real, or is it all just fool's gold? [Outro] I took a trip today, one thousand miles away And sipped a cup of tea with the linza that I'd made I dreamt of days gone by, and stories I was told There ain't no guarantees of young men growing old I took a trip today, one thousand miles away ([?]) And travelled further down a path that I had made ([?]) I dreamt of days gone by, and stories I've been told ([?]) There ain't no guarantees of young men growing old