He Went Down There to Die - Gatherers

Are you there?

Are you listening?

I hope one day you will meet me halfway

When you’re here, those thoughts become real

Will you always come and go?

The last couple of weeks I drank till I was blind

There’s a whole lot of catching up you left behind

Don’t expect for this to be alright

I did a whole lot of growing up, you were taking your time

You said we’d grow old, I could rest in your bones

I need you more than ever when I feel this alone

Hopelessly devoted to something you don’t know

Forever chasing warmth in the lines on the road

When do we call this an end?

When will my actions make amends with my friends?

When do we get to start again?

Even second chances are given to the dead

I want to be there through it all;

Live out the days that will remind me of the oldest days

When everything that you love just isn’t enough;

Won’t keep you warm anymore

Where do you run?

It’s always too much or never enough

Settling seems to be the hardest part of growing up

Hopefully you end the troubles I create for myself

And we will never start again

I’ll be loved and be glad