Stationary - Knuckle Puck

Let’s get some time and distance between us

A little further than the mind can see

Just give me space to breathe

I’m writing down my memories

But you’re so stationary

This is getting heavy and I want nothing more than to see you

How are things back home when I’m gone?

It’s getting safe to assume that you’re alone

In the same spot where I left you, but I promise I’ll be there soon

My mind is set, there’s no turning back

My heart is lit and my bags are packed

You dropped me off in the pouring rain

Then trekked it back to your place

Drunk off boredom and apathy

To have what you have you don’t need me

How are things back home when I’m gone?

It’s getting safe to assume that you’re alone

In the same spot where I left you, but I promise I’ll be there soon

We give our all to hold onto things we should not miss

But the grip is never enough inside of broken fists

I do not miss

The grip is never enough inside of broken fists

(I do not miss)