Change, it comes and goes
Its something that youve always known
a place to call your home
Its something youve lost all your own
The boats on the water
Envy planes in the sky
But from the bottom of the ocean
Boats seem to fly
So dont lose all your hope
Know that youre not alone
Your journey met its end
You learned what you needed
The same place it began
Its never too late to crawl from your ashes
Its never too late to relapse from relapses
But when those liars gave you up, we still hadnt
We were the ones who passed your cup
Because we know that youre gonna fly
You consummated treason
With a love for your lies
When reflected by the season
You begged for reprise
But God has let you go
His indifference marked by rainbows
But I wont let you go
I wont let you go
Its never too late to crawl from your ashes
Its never too late to relapse from relapses
But when those liars gave you up, we still hadnt
We were the ones who passed your cup
Because we know that youre gonna fly
One by one, we counted up our losses
Made the choice to count them all forgotten
Relapse tends to justify another chance to learn to fly