Killing Time - Bayside

I head home, the halfway point in between progress and alone

Forevermore, I am a faded sweatshirt you forgot was hanging on the closet door

But it’s the ride, its not the point you end up at, treating everyday like it

could be your last

One day it will, one day it will, and we’ll all praise you at your funeral for

this life you tried to build

Spend all my life waiting for a moment to come, to come

Walking single file waiting for a moment to come, but it won’t

I’m halfway to happy now, and I always mistake it for progress

Morning comes, your bed’s a safe place

Your eyelids blocking pain but standing in the way

Stay off the brink, come whatever may

Hope for the best, be okay with anything

Lets get a life, allow ourselves to change

Don’t be convinced everything will stay the same

You’re beaten down, like everyone

But can a person make a difference if he never makes a sound?

I spend all my life waiting for a moment to come, to come

Walking single file waiting for a moment to come, but it won’t

I’m halfway to happy now, and I always mistake it for progress

For progress, for progress

Spend all my life waiting for a moment to come, to come

Walking single file waiting for a moment to come, but it won’t

We all have to test our will, a trial

I’m halfway to happy now, and I always mistake it for progress

For progress, for progress, for progress