Moving Day.

Yea, I probably talk to your voicemail More than anyone as nice as she seems The conversations are one sided these days But anyways It's kinda good to hear your voice I guess your numbers still the same I don't know You're acting like I had a choice But I'm learning just to let go of The pain I'm done with hanging on Now I picked up some weight and I put on the weight not the good kind Forgot to shave for a while Wore the heartache long on my face Thank you Jesus for your Holy Spirit And lonely nights in my Tiny Home You're the only one there with me Im Praying more these days I guess you just let it go through the heart ache So that we look up to you more now Father God Im here for it growing up And letting go I cry some nights Its alright though Empty boxes are like silhouettes what used to be Pack it up again yea baby yea it's moving day Empty boxes are like silhouettes and cigarettes Smoke drift and I'm back again Moving Day I guess it's black and white and now it's plain to see Find another road to making more memories Crooked path and a broken back Stand up straight young man You're gonna be alright just fine I used to numb out sometimes All the places that I been now I'm laying here Face in the pillow just to dig in just to scream It out praying not on deaf ears Empty boxes are like silhouettes what used to be Pack it up again yea baby yea it's moving day Empty boxes are like silhouettes and cigarettes Smoke drift and I'm back again Moving Day Empty boxes are like silhouettes what used to be Pack it up again yea baby yea it's moving day Empty boxes are like silhouettes and cigarettes Smoke drift and I'm back again Moving Day I guess it's black and white and now it's plain to see Find another road to making more memories Crooked path and a broken back Stand up straight young man You're gonna be alright just fine I used to numb out sometimes All the places that I been now I'm laying here Face in the pillow just to dig in just to Scream it out praying not on deaf ears