Pray for rain and hope I don't

have to wake

All the leaves in my brain I cant seem to rake

And I’m sick of counting cars

And I’m sick of holding up my arms

And I’m sick of being stuck

in this jar

I can make myself believe that I won’t break

I close my eyes and think of rain and the sound that it makes

And I can’t figure where we are

And the shine is gone from my stars

And I cant reason why I’m here

in this jar

It’s just not simple to let it go

All the friends that I’ve known

All the streets that I’ve walked

All the buildings that talked

All the freaks I kept hiding from

in this jar