When my brother woke up, I swear
I told him glory is a word we never use
And I'm weary that the ocean is so blue
I’m breaking down for every seafarer that decides to come through

I loathe to roam
And loathe to spend it all at once
And I of all people understand that rust
And in the end I think that we both won

When my brother woke up, I swear
I told him empathy is a word we never use
And we're staring at these screens with no clue
We're pushing down on every feeling that decides to come through

I loathe to roam
And loathe to spend it all at once
And I of all people understand that rust
And in the end I think that we both won

Two rows in your mind
That when you were in your prime
You stopped and saved the chase

And I’m weary that the ocean is so blue
And I'm weary of being on display
And I'm weary of my life in the shade
And I'm weary of my island way
And I'm staring everybody down
And I'm standing up for myself now
And I never asked for all of this
And it hasn't worked out as I planned
And I couldn't know how they’d react
When the weight was taken off my back
And I realize that everyone
Just resented me for being dirt
I loathe to roam
I loathe to spend it all at once
And I of all people understand that rust
And in the end I think that we both won