Perspective

Someplace, waiting

Repeating conversations

That haven't taken place

Outside of my head

Hitting pavement

Lost in my displacement

Trading places

We've been here before, going backwards and forwards

If memory serves

We were walking around on the east side

Talking what you deserve

To live as much as you learn

And I saw your face fall through the hours of daylight left

Now we're running out of time

I think I'm losing perspective

Tender placement

A bruise that's never fading

Picking favorites

With the phrase that pays

But if memory serves

We were walking around on the east side

Talking what you deserve

To live as much as you learn

And I saw your face fall through the hours of daylight left

Now we're running out of time

I think I'm losing perspective