Here we go
Falling out of ranks
You're unafraid of consequence
I'm faking it as if you hadn't guessed
Heave ho
Throwing out the past
You will speak for optimism
i can be the realist
Slow down, hold on
Oh you don't know what's to come
You say, my love
I should let you go
But I'm watching you run
Breaking down walls
Making your waves
Bearing your cross
You're turning away but after it all
You're always returning
Always returning
I recall rides & kettle corn
Barkers in their boxes
Hawking games nobody's ever won
They'll spit you out
Like water from a fountain
And pretty as it looks my friend
They'll use you 'til there's nothing left
You have my trust
You can move on if you must
You'll still have us
But it gets so hard
Just watching you run
Breaking down walls
Making your waves
Bearing your cross
You're turning away but after it all
You're always returning
Always returning
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It takes a Glen Phillips penned Toad backed tune to so enigmatically describe every other breakup you've had.
This just never gets old.
Trevor Hartigan