Verse 1:
I subscribe to a phantom limb.
Without love, we may all pretend, but I

always looked above myself,
while I'm put onto my closet shelf.
My Autumn leaves will cease to be.

Depart from me, a common thief.

Verse 2:

Now that the present's past, the future comes but it never lasts.
I break away, a fishing lore, and play this game of tug-o-war.
This boat and stream are all I need.

And this aging world has guided you to me.

Chorus:

I always tour, you're never there, but further reaching out.
With setting stones and soaring suns, we're further climbing how?
I wish I did what I always said, king of the awkward crowd.

Wish mom and dad could really see me now.
I always tour, you're never there, but further reaching out.
With setting stones and soaring suns, we're further climbing how?

I wish I did what I always said, king of the awkward crowd.
Wish mom and dad could really be me now.