I Can Still Write Self-Referential Songs... Lyrics

And if you don't feel at home
At least now you know
You made a choice; you raised your voice
It just goes to show
It feels like a waste; a sojourn in a place
You never meant to stay
You're older now, but you're clinging to a town
You always used to hate
In your younger days

So you can't make up your mind
If just suffering feels safer
Than giving an honest try

And it seems like everyone around you
Is going to leave
You start to live
From dream to dream
Nothing hurts when you're asleep
And you hold fast
To the past and take it slow
And you believe in every atom of your being
That you're way too old
To still feel so cold

If you never change your mind
You know you're gonna die
You don't want your legacy
To say you had no energy
So you write another song
Not sure it'll make the cut
But it's hope it's therapy
And if you're the only one who hears it
Then that's how it had to be

So open up your mind
Hear the sounds and take in all the sights
You're gonna be alright