Loathe to Roam

When my brother woke up, I swear

I told him glory is a word we never use

And I'm weary that the ocean is so blue

I’m breaking down for every seafarer that decides to come through

I loathe to roam

And loathe to spend it all at once

And I of all people understand that rust

And in the end I think that we both won

When my brother woke up, I swear

I told him empathy is a word we never use

And we're staring at these screens with no clue

We're pushing down on every feeling that decides to come through

I loathe to roam

And loathe to spend it all at once

And I of all people understand that rust

And in the end I think that we both won

Two rows in your mind

That when you were in your prime

You stopped and saved the chase

And I’m weary that the ocean is so blue

And I'm weary of being on display

And I'm weary of my life in the shade

And I'm weary of my island way

And I'm staring everybody down

And I'm standing up for myself now

And I never asked for all of this

And it hasn't worked out as I planned

And I couldn't know how they’d react

When the weight was taken off my back

And I realize that everyone

Just resented me for being dirt

I loathe to roam

I loathe to spend it all at once

And I of all people understand that rust

And in the end I think that we both won