Half Your Size

Downstairs, the piano plays
It's 9 a.m., he's been there for days
I can try to bury my head in the pillowcase
It's pretty early for a Saturday
And days go by
I don't want to know what happens next

Beats pass on the metronome
When my city was a town and I had a home
To be honest, I don't know
Why am I paralyzed?
I know it takes its toll
And time, it gets wasted and wasted and wasted

Tell me about when I was half your size
I still look up to, to you

The night I had to go to the city, to the city
You sat me on the top bunk
And told me things you wished you were told too
"Go and show them who you want to be."
(I don't want to know what happens next)

Now I don't say a word on the way to the airport
And the car ride isn't short enough
For me to hold back tears from flowing out (Flowing out)

Downstairs, the piano plays
Downstairs, the piano plays
Why am I paralyzed?
I know it takes its toll
And time, it gets wasted and wasted and wasted