Grandpa smiled, said ""You're so far in running.""
That made his funeral much harder to watch
The backroads ways, the VBS and godly praise
Before the science and the shakes and hanging out in the fourth grade
I mowed my lawn and ran over a dead bird
Don't think he minded, was already dead and gone
I won't have kids, I won't put anyone through this
Through waking up alone on mornings just to stare to the abyss
Good vibes
Everyone is gonna die
So stick around or watch me burn
While you wallow within your own custom concern
We've won many battles but we've lost the holy war
So look at you and how remarkable you are
You've done wonderfully well and you've traveled so far
We're too young to die and I'm scared of letting go
Remember when we thought it'd never come to this
The dinosaurs and birthday gifts
And all the wishes that never did come true
Heard you got married and you finally moved away
From all the death and the decay
Now my sad ego can't follow you around