Transmission from Dear Fate by The Fever Haze

Lurches back
Heart attack
Stuck in the middle of nowhere
with places to be

Wanna be home
I can see it out the hotel window
My body isn't syncing
with my soul

Helplessness is a state of mind
I can't change how I see this
Through my eyes
Looking back I realize
Maybe I wasn't ready this time

I feel so young
Calling in favors on telephones
This Super 8 Motel feels like a hole
Then I feel so old
Sitting on the pavement
On twenty year old bones
I'm tired of carrying this heavy load

But I'm still having fun
Sitting in the grass in the sun
Illinois is as flat as I am done
There's only so far that I can run

Helplessness is a state of mind
I can't change how I see this
Through my eyes
Looking back I realize
Maybe I wasn't ready this time

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