I see ahead of me a light that takes my breath
If we're only ever looking back, then how can we expect
To see each other as we are, for all that we've become
Would be friends at all if we weren't friends when we was young?
And I want to feel close to you for more than just a sake,
Of the place that we grew up in and all them times that we got baked in the park
Look, if you take me apart, you'll find half of me is you but half of me is asking me to start a new
You look the same but I don't recognize you, I look at you dead in the face, I can't find you
Don't like the way we always talk in the past tense,
Can't explain the presence till you work out what the past meant