Rhythms

Must be out of my mind
This way of living′s got me acting way out of line
And now I'm dying to find it

The way things work

When we′re out in the wild
Is it me or do the edges not seem defined?
It's getting harder to try now
To make things work

Cold now at home
I never thought it'd get worn out, oh no
Do we prepare to be alone, I guess so
Do we let this go?

Holding out hope
But at the bottom of it all we both know
We never wanted to be just like our folks
And have our hearts grow cold

No it isn′t the same
And to be honest I don′t think there's anybody to blame
But we′re beginning to cave in
From the mold we've known

And now our rhythms have changed
Are we in it just to see how long it takes to break?
Are we turning a page now
Or are we stuck in prose?

Cold now at home
I never thought it′d get worn out, oh no
Do we prepare to be alone, I guess so
Do we let this go?

Holding out hope
But at the bottom of it all we both know
We never wanted to be just like our folks
And have our hearts grow cold

Cold now at home
I never thought it'd get worn out, oh no
Do we prepare to be alone, I guess so
Do we let this go?

Holding out hope
But at the bottom of it all we both know
We never wanted to be just like our folks
And have our hearts grow cold