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