This is not the path I wanna follow, 

            But something about you leaving taught me to 

 never 

 let 

 go. 

If you lay me down to sleep, 

Will that my soul is yours to take 

I pray the Lord my life to keep, 

But I'll come home as soon as I wake..

NEVER

Let

Go--

Fake like crystal skies

A future I can't reach

Set me up like I can fall right back, into your recycled trap

And worship me 'til I'm yours--

Always wasting time

A wound that doesn't bleed

Grant me words like I can call out to your innocent mask, 

And need me 'til I'm real...

Doesn't go unsaid, but doesn't need to be spoken

Your own lies have confused even your head. 

Why walk, when "away" needs a definition?

Why "lost", when even forgiveness needs a destination?

How narrow does it get, this path I have to follow? 

   With all the times you've left, I could Never Just 

LET GO. 

Fake, like crystal skies

A future I can't reach

Set me up like I can fall right back, into your recycled trap

And worship me 'til I'm yours--

Always wasting time,

A wound that doesn't bleed

Grant me words like I can call out to your innocent mask, 

And need me 'til I'm real.--

Why speak, when words mark your foolishness? 

Why need, when hope is less than loneliness?

Should giving up be so real.. yet I'm less 'real' everyday

Am I lost at this point.. or is 'found' a 'real' thing? 

.. Let's act like God gave me a friend. 

     The only defintion of "away" was their name.