Repost: How I Go by Yellowcard

I could tell you the wildest of tales

My friend, the giant and traveling sales

Tell you all the times that I failed

The years all behind me the stories exhaled

And I'm drying out

Crying out

This isn't how I go

I could tell you of a man not so tall

Who said life's a circus and so we are small

Tell you of a girl that I saw

I froze in the moment and she changed it all

And I'm drying out, crying out

This isn't how I go

Hurry now, lay me down

And let these waters flow, flow

Son, I am not everything

You thought that I would be

But every story I have told

Is part of me

You keep the air in my lungs

Floating along as a melody comes

And my heart beats like Timpani drums

Keeping the time while a symphony strums

And I'm drying out, crying out

This isn't how I go

Hurry now, lay me down

And let these waters flow, flow

Let it flow, let it flow

Son, I am not everything

You thought that I would be

But every story I have told

Is part of me

Son, I leave you now

But you have so much more to do

And every story I have told

Is part of you