Can I be honest for a minute?

Feel like I never get the chance

You need still water for a reflection

I can't hold still with shaky hands

I hope that you never forgive me

I know that I'll never forget

The year it took to pick myself back up when I

Fell down again

I know that I've been acting different

Hope that's not some big surprise

I can't feel like I'm seventeen again

Writing songs about my eyes

No, I can't be that kid I used to

Driving down the 95

I cut my Chevy through the quiet but all I saw wеre cloudy skies

I saw a vision of a woman

In cop car lights through my window

But it was crystalline and fleeting

Likе the place I called my home

I fell asleep in some green pasture

I braved the nighttime and the cold

I closed my eyes and saw a city

I tied 'em up and I let it all go

And by the way

I know it's old news

I swear I'll try to let it go

I'm checking over all my old work

And doing quality control