Floortime

I long for the days When we would play In your parents' basement Growing up with this dream that we were chasing The things that we were faced with Don’t hold much weight anymore Years went by Tires blown out The car battery died Stuck somewhere in the desert For the third time Spent a night in Detroit Woke up, now there's no blue van anymore You can find me Laying flat on the hardwood floor While my mind keeps score of a gamе that I'll never win Playing back all the movеs we made I rewind, press play So yeah, that’s how I've been these days Another 10-hour drive Straight overnight We quickly learned the value Of showing up Time only consists of the birthdays that we missed And it hurts more than it did before Years went by Cousins grew up Another relative died I missed another wedding For the fourth time Spent a night in LA Woke up, and the trailer lock was cut off the door Fill it up with gas and watch it explode Let it burn, but never get too close