Isn’t this world full of walls?
Isn’t this life full of wars?
Isn’t this land full of graves?
Isn’t it wild we should soar?
It’s just a matter of time before
you graduate
Haven’t the small let you down?
Haven’t they all messed things up?
Haven’t they done this before?
Haven’t you drunk bitter cups?
But! you’re leaving
Yes, you’re leaving
And you get to be with me
Wouldn’t you love coming home?
Wouldn’t you just want to run?
Wouldn’t you bust down some doors?
Wouldn’t you shut all them up?
But! you’re leaving
Yes, you’re leaving
And you get to be with me
It’s just a matter of time before
you graduate
and leave this all
behind