This one is by Yellowcard: How I go
I could tell you the wildest of tales
Of my friend the giant, and traveling sales
Tell you all the times that I failed
The year's 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'd frozen 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
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 the melody comes
And my heart beats like tymphany drums
Keeping the time while the 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
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'll have so much more to do
And every story I have told is part of you
