Twin Cities

April 25th, 2007 After months of battle I was losing the war I was stuck in the north Where it smelled like piss from behind concrete doors You were sleeping in south Kid, you're batting in the big leagues now It's entirely fucked How are we here when we're both so young We talked about cope The brick, the pills, and the rope You gave me a little hope That somebody else had known what I know In the quiet of night The standing water begins to rise Expand your lungs and breathe slow Nobody does it alone Picked up perspective and went on my way Put in the work and hoped for change Wish i was sober when I'd talk to my friends But I'd still drop you a line every now and then You said you were doing fine Mostly sober trying to stay out of sight Finally had your faith restored You saw God's beauty and what it all was for I don't want to be average This life I never imagined It's hard to be honest Even when I try In the quiet of night The standing water begins to rise Expand your lungs and breathe slow Nobody does it alone Two more trips 'round the sun To undo the work that was done I'm older now than you'll ever be Your circumstance is a mystery I wish the work that went in Wish it would have worked out Wish you hadn't thrown that brick And instead built a house In the quiet of night The standing water will rise I don't know where you are, but I hope that you know No one does it alone No one does it alone