Ashes, Ashes

I was getting sick of the traffic and all of the tickets I couldn't pay So I sold my car and took the bus back to the corner of Churchfield Way Where I lost myself in the faces of people I swear I'd met before It felt like my own feet were someone elses, I couldn't work straight anymore If we drive away to the places I love the most When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black I'll give my ashes to the coast I found myself in a fishbowl and I didn't leave my house for a month What's the point in trying in conversation if you don't have the strength to talk? But it's alright I said, I'll stay here and lie away for days And count the spiders on the ceiling, until my mind withers away If we drive away to the places I love the most When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black I'll give my ashes to the coast And I hope that I would see your face again, and I hope that you would be alright, And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life And if I could find a leg to stand on, or something, maybe I could take control of my own life If we drive away to the places I love the most When my lungs collapse and my heart turns black I'll give my ashes to the coast Give my ashes to the coast Give my ashes to the coast Give my ashes to the coast Give my ashes to the coast