Now I'm Exhausted - Braid

Barely alive on 2 AM airline

Past is just the places I’ve passed

The windows were tinted, my eyes were half shut

My focus is fragile if my heart is a glass

Here lies the ruins of a little known author

There go the ashes of a dying dream

It’s hard to sit down when your hometown is a greyhound

Now I’m exhausted and there’s no time to sleep

It’s you, climb down

It’s mine

It’s you, climb down

Gathering leaves from a once beautiful tree

Which no one else will have the chance now to see

Or climb, gone, gone, gone

Burning miles at a time

Mine, mine, mine, mine

Mine, mine, mine, mine

(Mine is mine, mine is mine)

(Mine is mine, mine is mine)

Mine, mine, mine, mine

(Mine is mine, mine is mine)

(Mine is mine, mine is mine)

Mine, mine, mine, mine