Stumbling Towards 30

Today I feel
the full weight of my body
I feel the muscle in my neck
and the skin on my arms
Most days I move through space
at a younger rate
Somedays I am six years old
But I'm never my current age
Stuck between my teenage woes
And of being taken seriously
It's in my face when buying jeans
I know it's how I'm seen
Not yet full grown
but I'm all grown up
Not ready for babies
but I hear the ticking clock
During the week I work on my career
and on the weekends, nothing is clear
Stumbling towards 30
Hands and dreams getting dirty

Closer Than It Appears

Driving with the music on
Volume turned to ten
I've listen to this song ten thousand times
And a hundred over again
The drum keeps pulse of the road I'm traveling down
The bass helping me search
For a feeling that can't be found
I sing the words in step and tune
And convince myself I'm not singing for you
The sky is dark and clear
It's a straight shot straight out of here
But the scene in my rear view mirror
Keeps creeping up, it's growing nearer
The memory of that aiport is
Closer than it appears
But I'm crossing the town line
And my heart is switching gears

This Isn't About You

Getting under the covers and the air is feeling thin
Your side lays cold as the darkness settles in
And in the morning light
When the sun shines through
There's still no sign of you

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
With a bed meant for two

The walls are growing closer
With every step you take away
We shuffle around in seperate places now
I never thought I'd see the day

And each word unspoken
Adds miles between our hearts
Two seperate lives now meant to live apart

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
With no pictures of you

This place unlike others
Is free of your scent
It's void arguments
And all the good intentions meant

I'm alone in a one-bedroom
Reveling in my breakthrough