Leaving - Marah

Pitiful shoes, then we stepped in rain

And cold & wet my man

It’s just become this race

To leaving

A pocket full of lint

A pocket full of shit

Matches from the bar

«What reason should I stay?» I say

When I’m out on the street

I get light on my feet

Sometimes we suffocate & choke & gag

When the air we breathe becomes poison dope

We leave in the morning with blood by our side

Seeking happiness & long lost hope

We dream of new found freedom

But we’re just too scared of leaving

Sometimes we dream of new found freedom

But we’re brothers for a reason

I rest in my skin

Then it starts again

The whisper on the wind

Behind me like a friend breathing

Even down by the sea

I hear my name on the breeze

No matter what

The cat drags in

No matter what

The wind might bring

The road won’t rise to meet us friend

Till we listen to the song

We’re singin'

When I’m out on the street

I get light on my feet…