LA

Pull me up by my shirt
Sure, I'm a jerk
Attack in the only way you know
I know the fury
I'm the mirror; you'll see

It's hard
I know - I'm a bit older now
And I know it's hard to be apart
The ways in which you and I know
Become our only plan

You're leaving
I'm arriving
Don't hold on to me anymore
You're stuck
I'm free; but I'll tell you
It's no pleasant breeze

So please be like a good friend
And leave me be
I need to see this on my own
Alone for a short time
I will see you again
The tide will rise
You will ride again