[Intro:]
Hello
I just wanted to ask you
In your opinion
What matters most?

[Verse: Arlo Parks]
Making sure she knows I'm sorry
Pulling the perfect pint under the orange of the afternoon
Finding God
Folding the rage out of my own mouth
Finally why I always seem to break my own heart
Seeing the ocean for the first time, wind like diamond to the soft skin of my cheek
Giving up cigarettes
Forgiving my father
Making the last bus home, eyes wet, heart open to the quiet of the morning