somebody to tell you that life aint passin you by i'm tryin to tell you it will if you dont even try

i've been up since like

i don't even know

did i even sleep

between yesterday and today

the hours were restless



my mind is racing

i can't concentrate

on any one specific thing

where is he?


where would he go?

what would he do?

what is he thinking?


is he okay?


please god let him be okay


we are all

praying

we are all

negotiating with the universe

trading this for that


when you think too many things at once

it's almost like you're not thinking about anything


i remember

playing baseball in the yard

when i was 11 and he was 3

and the crowd is going wild

i used to say

blowing air into my cupped palms

to make the sound of a hundred screaming fans


and the crowd is going wild


here

your crowd is going wild


i'm writing to you now

number 2


your phone is off again


this is not the way you want this to go down


footloose

footloose

kicked off your sunday shoes

please louise pull me off of my knees

jack get back c'mon before we crack

lose your blues everybody cut footloose


just turn on your phone okay?


call somebody

text somebody


call me

i am not going to lie to you

life really fucking sucks sometimes

and it can feel like one wave after another

crashing over your head

pulling you under

and all you need is air


but then you'll be like

walking home on a tuesday night

and realize that the counting crows are playing a free concert

in an old parking lot

and when you look up

and see nothing but stars

you will take the deepest breath

and you will thank god that you are alive


i can promise you that


i can fucking promise you that