All The Best

Ten blues in another sun

Ten calls that I still avoid

Now I'm not your boy

I forgot how to work the fun

My heart is so unemployed

Now I'm not your boy

I wanna say that you're all the best

I wanna say that it's been a joy

And as I weave my eerie nest

You know that I'm not your boy

Know that I'm not your boy

Nothing ever cools the burn

And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I

Feel like I won't get my turn

A little cup of peace I can

Raise to the room

All the ghosts and the gloom

As they hum their little tunes

I wanna know why the air at night

Is afraid of my little lungs

Now I'm not your boy

I want my soul to be a kite

For all the love to ride and run

And still I'm not your boy

I gave the black days too much time

And the good days not enough

I could have been such a freeing crime

But you know that I'm not your boy

Know that I'm not your boy

Nothing ever cools the burn

And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I

Feel like I won't get my turn

A little cup of peace I can

Raise to the room

All the ghosts and the gloom

As they hum their little tunes

Nothing ever cools the burn

And nothing ever fills the holes in a day, when I

Feel like I won't get my turn

A little cup of peace I can

Raise to the room

All the ghosts and the gloom

As they hum their little tunes