Departures

I'm dying here before your eyes inside of darkened circles
I'm afraid of savage things I fought to keep away
Before I found out just what I found out I knew you'd become
Now you know the things I'm running from

And you can help me hide in the places I once lived and lost the one
Now you know the things I'm running from
Now you know the things I'm running from

You're killing me, kid
But I know your intentions are good
I read what you wrote out, asked me to slow down
I should

I think you're trying to make it seem
Like it never could have meant enough
But what I'm hearing you say
Is that you're running away cause it meant too much So this isn't easy
I know the weather in Melbourne is best
San Francisco got cold as I read your note walking Van Ness to Oak

You said "I guess I'll be home soon
But things will be different, I'm sure"
So I thought that you should know
If things are gonna change when you come home...
Maybe this time don't