It's easy to feel like you don't matter
When you are (You are) what you make
And nothing more
Do you even know what you're working toward
Slow Down
You're burning out
At the end of your wick now
9-5 you're running holes
Through your sneakers through your soul
Should be busy living life
But you just haven't got the time
Gum and pennies on the street
Close my eyes to see my peace
Oh when it gets to be too much
I find myself in what I love
When I'm by the sea
Sweatshirts sweatpants
White noise blue jeans
Writing letters to old friends
Black cats and tender moments
Cherries in the spring
Long walks
Long nights
Green tea ice cream
It's all
So good, so good, so good
To me
When you are (You are) what you make
And nothing more
Do you even know what you're working toward
Slow Down
You're burning out
At the end of your wick now
9-5 you're running holes
Through your sneakers through your soul
Should be busy living life
But you just haven't got the time
Gum and pennies on the street
Close my eyes to see my peace
Oh when it gets to be too much
I find myself in what I love
When I'm by the sea
Sweatshirts sweatpants
White noise blue jeans
Writing letters to old friends
Black cats and tender moments
Cherries in the spring
Long walks
Long nights
Green tea ice cream
It's all
So good, so good, so good
To me