[00:00.000] 作词 : Greg Marquis
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Greg Marquis/Kyle Kowalsky/Nick Grieco/Jacob Satow/Daniel Goterch
[00:03.521] When what you think you want
[00:08.264] Is kept locked behind a door
[00:13.463] End up searching for a key
[00:18.441] Til you forget what it was for
[00:20.920]
[00:21.659] Til all you know is wanting
[00:24.270] That constant need for more
[00:26.742] A hunger that can't be sated
[00:29.388] A yearning with no source
[00:32.282] The yearning becomes a habit
[00:34.548] And from the habit pathways form
[00:37.263] Carving rivers in your conscience
[00:39.638] Reinforced with every storm
[00:42.463]
[00:42.915] I find my joy in short supply
[00:48.081] I didn't know that this feeling had a half life
[00:53.326] Caught in the currents of my mind
[00:58.421]
[01:00.285] Another paper boat
[01:05.118] The rushing water swept away
[01:11.267] Left to find it's home
[01:15.818] At the bottom of a drain
[01:20.824] These tributaries yield
[01:23.150] Diminishing returns
[01:25.771] But it's a lesson
[01:27.728] That I will never learn
[01:30.320]
[01:30.951] And so I drift
[01:33.838] Further down
[01:36.767] So far from where
[01:38.116] I thought I'd be by now
[01:41.314] And I admit
[01:43.910] Though I'm not proud
[01:47.576] I can see I did this to myself
[01:50.856]
[01:51.278] Ashamed to say
[01:53.005] That I've found comfort in defeat
[01:55.686] It's so much easier to drown
[01:58.307] Than it is to swim upstream
[02:01.364] And I'm afraid
[02:03.414] That if I ever find the key
[02:06.063] I'm sure that room behind the door
[02:08.724] Will be completely empty
[02:10.486]
[02:11.239] I find my joy in short supply
[02:16.395] I didn't know that this feeling had a half life
[02:21.516] Caught in the currents of my mind
[02:26.628]
[02:38.225] Let me float
[02:42.729] Downstream to the sirens that sing to me
[02:47.816] Just let me float
[02:52.921] Don't care if it's not what I really need
[02:58.290] Just let me float
[03:05.839]
[03:08.423] Desire drinks from an overflowing cup
[03:13.543] But no amount could ever be enough
[03:18.942] Lips stained with the words "if only"
[03:23.844] Leaving nothing but the dead and lonely
[03:29.103] This has gone on for too long
[03:33.627]
[03:34.591] I can't carry on this way
[03:39.597] So pull my feet up
[03:41.000] From this dried up riverbank
[03:44.793] I can't carry on this way
[03:49.716] So pull my feet up
[03:51.451] From this dried up riverbank
[03:56.210] Throw out the map
[03:57.693] I'll find my own way back
[04:00.484] Dig my nails into the clay
[04:02.778] To forge a new path
[04:06.000] I'll forge a new path

作词 : Greg Marquis
作曲 : Greg Marquis/Kyle Kowalsky/Nick Grieco/Jacob Satow/Daniel Goterch
When what you think you want
Is kept locked behind a door
End up searching for a key
Til you forget what it was for
Til all you know is wanting
That constant need for more
A hunger that can't be sated
A yearning with no source
The yearning becomes a habit
And from the habit pathways form
Carving rivers in your conscience
Reinforced with every storm
I find my joy in short supply
I didn't know that this feeling had a half life
Caught in the currents of my mind
Another paper boat
The rushing water swept away
Left to find it's home
At the bottom of a drain
These tributaries yield
Diminishing returns
But it's a lesson
That I will never learn
And so I drift
Further down
So far from where
I thought I'd be by now
And I admit
Though I'm not proud
I can see I did this to myself
Ashamed to say
That I've found comfort in defeat
It's so much easier to drown
Than it is to swim upstream
And I'm afraid
That if I ever find the key
I'm sure that room behind the door
Will be completely empty
I find my joy in short supply
I didn't know that this feeling had a half life
Caught in the currents of my mind
Let me float
Downstream to the sirens that sing to me
Just let me float
Don't care if it's not what I really need
Just let me float
Desire drinks from an overflowing cup
But no amount could ever be enough
Lips stained with the words "if only"
Leaving nothing but the dead and lonely
This has gone on for too long
I can't carry on this way
So pull my feet up
From this dried up riverbank
I can't carry on this way
So pull my feet up
From this dried up riverbank
Throw out the map
I'll find my own way back
Dig my nails into the clay
To forge a new path
I'll forge a new path