When Will I Disappear

Well I’ve worn out all my teenage clothes
But about half as much as my old heart
Never minding riddles to the secrets still enclosed
And I’m giving up on jigsaw smarts
These days my twiddled thumbs sit silent In the comfort of my lap
It seems my soaring days are over And my new ones best at that
But I ain’t quite finished just yet I got some fight still left in me
These brittle bones still gnashing teeth

All my shoes like dust
My soul is still trudging
This house has turned all to rust
And it’s vacant and cold
If this wanderlust
Keeps catching on fire
We’re bound to take with the gust
Hang on once more

Fellowship has faded and the introvert has won
Forming alliances in the mirror
Second guess second guess what have I just done
Pay no heed to facing my fears
I’ve thrown out every single sentiment that bridged my futures past
My passions packed away beneath this bloody mary glass
The shadows of my childhood get longer every year
When will I disappear

All my shoes like dust My soul is still trudging
This house has turned all to rust And it’s vacant and cold
If this wanderlust Keeps catching on fire
We’re bound to take with the gust
We’re bound to do what we must
Hold on

When will we disappear
When will we disappear