All of This

I forgot what I was going to say
But its okay since I ran out of words
I left them where I grew up
So many habits I had to unlearn

Now it's been a long time
Since I've had a chance to listen
To the silence of my own good
But I'd trade it all back just to do it again

I don't have a battle cry
Or inspiring phrase
All I know is that you're the reason behind all of this

So I head back to the road
Leading toward my instincts
Really what do I need them for
Because none of this is written in ink

From Pittsburgh to the insomniac city
My head's against the window riddled
With common sense and a lack of direction
I'm relying on you to keep me up through this.