Part Time Believer - Boy & Bear

We’ve run out of reasons

Losing sight of what it’s supposed to be

A part time believer to truth

Somehow conceded

This sense of self evasive solitude

It means way too much to me

And I hope you know how lucky you are

Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony

I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones

See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work

So I could show him all the chords that I’ve learned

See I was under the impression I was gonna lead

Some kind of simple understated life

But now I’m living in the shadows of a memory

And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh

It’s been way too long

It seems that I can celebrate my meaning

For I am too young, too warm

The fib while it leans

It pulls and it pushes me

Till I wither, till I wither, till I wither

And I hope you know how lucky you are

Oh, I remember sitting back on my balcony

I was a-listening to the Rolling Stones

See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work

So I could show him all the chords that I’ve learned

See I was under the impression I was gonna lead

Some kind of simple understated life

But now I’m living in the shadows of a memory

And I hope so, man I hope so, oh oh oh

No, you dare

You run like a lion to defend your senses

Even though it seems it cuts to the core

It’s not the same my friend no more

Oh no, oh

See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work