Pensive
Homebound Lyrics

Until one door closes, another won't open.
It's hard to believe when disheartened and broken.

Too much of our lives contemplating what might make a difference.
I rewrite the script almost every day,
The same story's told with no sign of change.

When times slipping through your fingers,
The cloud of doubt begins to linger
On all the things I said I should've done By the time I'm turning twenty one.

Do you think about all the time you spend wishing this could end?
Longing for a reason to leave this all behind,
But further down the line and I'm stuck in this skin of mine living some other life,
Waiting around hoping for something more.
Still I'm digging myself a hole,
The further away I go, the more I forget what I'm doing this for.

I spill my guts into it,
Wait around and see what sticks.
I had my head up in the clouds,
Never came down to deal with this reality that people talk about.

As if at my age they had life figured out.
Too much of our lives contemplating what might make a difference.
'cause I curse myself almost every day,
Thinking how I nearly walked away.

I wanted you to know, I'll have something to show.