Less is more, what's in store? Honeybunch, honeycomb, sweet and stupid names, little pieces of nothing that fall, so much nothing nothing nothing things come out of nowhere, but all these things fall away when I look at you, all these things fall away, a conversation I've been waiting to have for years, only to realize you really didn't care, or did you? All these things fall away, all these things fall away, oh these thorns in my side, oh these thorns in my side, I've been filling my mind with poison that I know won't corrupt me until it counts, I'm always mortgaging tomorrow, why do I do that?
What if there really is nothing to worry about, all these things fall away. I was so worried about running into walking shadows but all these things fall away. I was finding ways to trip myself up, but you tripped me up and said all these things fall away. I was looking for a hole, and fell through the other side, you said all these things fall away, away to me.
I was running down a winding road and the sun was falling, I wished that I could stay, I didn't know my name, I couldn't feel my toes, but you said all these things fall away.
All these things fall away, will I only ever be OK, and yes I want to be OK for once.
Before I worry that I'll only ever be OK and no more maybe I should try to just be OK for once.
Before you turn the light out on me can you will away the one thing on my mind? 'Cause I'm a man and there is strength in my hand but I'm a child that needs to be told sometimes. Well I hope you don't mind, I could use a little nurture and maybe this wasn't the future your daddy wished for you to make my worries rhyme.
