The Hardest Question - Sharpless

I feel it in my head

The letters in my bed

I’m not the person i wanted to be

But every night’s the same

I’m easier to blame

As my sleepless nights still torture me

The less i talk the more i’m able to get past the moment

The less i talk the less i think about the past

But it doesn’t really matter at all

Is the answer to the hardest question

Waiting for the apple to fall

It’s not why it falls but the fact that it falls at all

And now I see my face

In everything before

In every cigarette

In every liquor store

And now i see my chest

In every news report

About the kinda kids

That always get bored

I always thought that open doors would never close

I always thought that the adults would be the ones to know

I always thought that i would figure out where to go

I always thought that i would figure it out

But it doesn’t really matter at all

Is the answer to the hardest question

Waiting for the apple to fall

It’s not why it falls but the fact that it falls at all

It’s not why it falls

But the fact that it falls at all