Rolling Elephants

There's an elephant in the room Sittin' on my chest Tensing my core So when I lay back my head can't rest Yet when the weight is lifted I feel empty Looking back again I see your streaming eyes followin' Perhaps its guilt, or fear Wondering have I fallen here But I must go on To stop is to stand, as to doubt, its all gone So it won't roll off I can bear the weight, as you bear to wait And one day I'll feel your love again I'll hold it here until then There's no such thing as dead ends And spontaneity is a shield to depression I'll keep all of you with me But I'll keep my feet moving