Like a rock, it's survivordom

And the medic's trained to say

I don't know why

I never wanted to

Watch you burn

Let me burn

Is it better luck

To place the blame

Or face the lawns alone?

I never said he would

I don't care that much at all

He's a boy, he's a painter

He begins a little later

He's a boy and he's following air

So keep on following lines, it's so familiar

But the days can feel like staying still removes a hundred miles

Watch me call him

He's a boy, he's a painter

I don't care much at all

He's a boy, he's a boy

Just keep following lines, it's so familiar

But the days can feel long

And I've had enough time to see the crown

And all his horses falling down

And I'll believe it when I see it

Then I'll find you again

And I'd believe it if I needed to

I'll find you again

He's got a face like anyone but it's grey

Like steel and crimson all over his hands

He wipes his eyes and bows his head

And he said

Don't keep following lines, I'd like to meet you

But you know we only meet the people closest to our hearts

Watch me call him

He's a boy, he's a painter

I don't care much at all

Just keep following lines, it's so familiar

But the days can feel long

And I've had enough time to see the crown

And all his horses falling down

And I'll believe it when I see it

Then I'll find you again

And I'd believe it if I needed to

I'll find you and you'll let me swallow

Pasty medicine

Let me burn

Tastes like home

And so it was

The beginning

The middle

And the end