Grand Scheme

How do you cope with all that’s lost
Do you put up walls just like me?
I have goals and aspirations
Leading me to better places away from here
I’m hardly waiting around for any options
Settle in your new apartment by the beach
Where you’re suppose to be happy
The smell of smoke on your old clothes
Your flannel is torn and faded
But you like the way they made it
You’re hardly waiting around for options
But I am calm about it all
Try to keep my composure
Till this storm blows over and over
It’s still hard to say I get all of my traits from you
It’s still hard to say I get all of my traits from you
I get all of my traits from you