Testo Old Light

There's solace in the parking lot
Smoke drifting from my fingers up over the moon
Inhale, exhale, let go
That summer I learned to roll my own
Taking all the punches like a pro
And all of this time the distance wasn't nearly enough
The old bed was miles deep
The first signs came in your sleep, in your shallow breath
Inhale, exhale, let go

Never been much of a smoker but sometimes you try
Push harder, further
And all of our plans are hopes at best
Let it go
My feet ankle deep, it's warmer than all year
And all of our plans were hopes right here.
We used to live here when the sun was still young but now there's just old light that takes forever to reach our eyes.

Mark the spot where you lost your way, trace the steps, recall the words
Let the echoes guide you back
The waters used to flow higher here