Howl: We're Half Way There
They’re all talking at me
40 degrees
Deserted college campus
Running wild
blinded by the darkness of the early morning
Ripped jeans, converse, and skateboards
We’re all howling at the moon and I finally feel alive but then
they’re all talking at me
and I can’t hear them
I can never hear them
"Take this, it’ll make you feel better"
Cheek on the pavement, I cry for the girl who would’ve asked what it was and uttered a nervous “no”
Where is she, I can’t find her, this is all pointless,
I think I’m screaming but It’s probably her, she’s trapped
It’s 40 degrees, I’m numb from the cold
But I don’t think that’s it, I tuck in my knees
And now we’re all on the ground
Screaming loud
And I can finally hear them
Yelling curses and fears
because no matter how much we don’t want to be, everyone keeps telling us
"Congratulations, you’re half way there."