Homestretch from Coma by School Friends

Well it feels like the homestretch
But the gun just went off
And we're learning with each step
But the map says we're lost

And our eye was on the target
But the arrow missed the mark
And we tried to flame the fire
But we never had the spark
So we question every answer to the bone
Can we learn to pull the sword from the stone?

And the silence don't suit ya
But you can't make a noise
And your words they pollute ya
Wish you were still a boy

And your head was in the cloud once
But the rain came pouring out
Your ideas flood like cities
But you learn to live without

And you watch the clock as hours turn to days
You gotta start it from the top without the weight

Something sinister has come this way
My anxieties have come to stay
Biological and terminal dismay

• Folk
• alt country
• indie
• indie rock
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• Beaverton