"Can't Help Falling Apart" lyrics
"Can't Help Falling Apart"
The daylight pours over the table
And spills onto your coffee chair
As it filters through the winter air
On the calendar it still says Christmas
But I can hear the robins sing
As they gear up for the stroke of spring
And I can't help falling apart
The fear inside me wants to run
Out into the open sun
We reveled in the windchime weather
As it turned for the better again
And we learned to let the outside in
But we never put our weapons down
We said we didn't know how
We said it's turning for the worse now
And we kept on falling apart
The fear inside me wants to run
Out into the open sun
Am I holding on to the dark?
I look for somewhere to arrive
But it's just another place to start
And I can't help falling apart
In a way, as my life gets further
From how I thought it would go
I get closer to the things I know
I'm as young now as I've ever been
As old as I will ever be
And I'm with you when I am free
And I can't help falling apart
The fear inside me wants to run
Out into the open sun
Am I almost out of the dark?
I look for somewhere to arrive
But it's just another place to start
And I can't help falling apart
Writer(s): Auyon Mukharji, Donald Lewis Mitchell, David Culver Senft, Harris Andrew Paseltiner
- AZLyrics
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- Darlingside Lyrics
album:
"Everything Is Alive" (2023)
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