All these days that I rest in my grave before my time
Every hour passing unused, unkind
I struggle against these ropes but don't untie me
Don't come find me
The days are slow, but these weeks they won't stop winding
Every doubt and every shame keeps on reminding
That I'm still waiting for some moment but it's never timely
Don't come find me
Every mountain's just a hill that I don't feel like climbing
I try to blame it on the pills but I'm probably lying
I can't sleep these years away but I'm happier when I'm trying
Don't come find me
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