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Stuart: |
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I get that leaving feeling |
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This time it's here to stay |
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I've been weighing up the pulling |
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And pushing me away |
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The past is so heavy |
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But it's something that I can't leave |
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And this future's so certain |
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It just pushes me to my knees |
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Lhasa: |
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Is that your heart talking |
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Or just that we fight over mine |
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The people that you love |
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They change when you leave them behind |
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Stuart: |
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But this rope that is pulling |
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Is whittled down to a thread |
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And if I don't start climbing |
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Pretty soon it'll be over my head |
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Lhasa: |
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We all have dreams of leaving |
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We all wanna make a new start |
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Go and pack a little suitcase |
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With the pieces of our hearts |
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All those worries and those sorrows |
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We can just dust them away |
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Buy a coffee and a paper |
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And go step on to a train |
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(Bridge) |
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Stuart: |
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But I've been too long wandering |
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Limping around this town |
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With everything that's pulling me |
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It's pulling me further down |
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Lhasa: |
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Go make all your excuses |
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Go say all your goodbyes |
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But take a look in the mirror |
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It's the hardest one you'll ever find |
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All those worries and those sorrows |
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You can just dust them away |
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Go and find a new tomorrow |
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And forget about your yesterdays |
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So you and pat your kids |
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And kiss your dog goodbye |
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Leave the keys on the nail |
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With the sadness that's in your eyes |
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Stuart: |
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Maybe tomorrow |
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Today looks like it's bringing rain |
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And I'll leave everything in order |
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I don't want nothing standing in my way |
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There are jobs needing tending |
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And logs that are waiting to stack |
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And I'll leave everything in order |
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I don't want nothing that's gonna hold me back |
