Soon or later you'll find a letter Inside the vest you used to rest upon on a late night Drop dead on your car, over a life you never left You know hell, is out of locked doors, for now The view stretches ahead As this boat floats slow Over calm water We see the light inside the house Old ones walking down while kids are running up Old ones walking down slow while kids are running up fast The best is what you left living inside my walls Still would love to rest inside what's left of your open arms But I don't know, do not know for sure if what I left to you was real Oh, I don't know do not know for sure if what I left to you was me The view stretches ahead As this boat floats slow Over calm water We see the light inside the house Old ones walking down while kids are running up Old ones walking down slow while kids are running up fast