"Kryptonite"

Factory wheel turns
Lunch yearns to inch closer
The closer was what you chose to remember
Can't remember where the story began
Or when it will decide to end
Its all a matter of perspective
Unfortunately history is a matter of recollection

Some punk-ass told you to kiss his feet and wallow in misery
He fronted you a future then took it away because you had dues you couldn't pay
From a distance it looked like kryptonite lit the sky
Of course, from a distance it looks like I might
From a distance anything might
Does that make it right?

Took the moving truck as a sign
Couldn't help but skip ahead
Help me help you
There are worse things than being dead
You gotta come down someday
I fear that day

She dreamt of moving forward
Though her steps seemed to trail behind
She is looking to the future
For peace of mind
I am looking to her for peace of mind
I was left with this overwhelming fear
That the taste lingering in my mouth
Is something that was never mine
Never mind
I am stuck in high gear when she sees me
And she says

I dreamt of moving forward
But my steps only trailed behind
Hanging on to the moments
Trying to find a better grip
Moved my hand
Only to find myself slip

And I slip away; lose myself to the lights in the distance

ft. Austin Kindle