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Second Wave (No Map, Just Waves)
by i.G.C.
Genre: Tropical Rock Type: audio/mpeg
Lyrics
Used to wake up to mom, wears my shoes Lunch is packed, no time for bad news Carpool Queen with a half cold drink No one asked Kate my how you think Now the house is quiet most weeknights Text threads more than pillow fights One moved out, one's halfway grown I'm standing here in a life I own Spent years being everybody's breaks Now I'm learning how to hit my own
Now I dance to a brand new beat This is mid-life, let it misbehave Cause I'm not done, I'm just second wave If you see me smiling like I just got saved That's me singing, no map, just wait
Or a husband snoring on the far side of the shore Either way, I spent so long on hope Pause my dreams till my fire got cold Now my girl, say, Mama, go live your life Get your passport, don't just play wife Book that trip I said I'd take someday Found my life on a cheap one way Yeah, I cried for the roads that died But I won't stay parked
Let the neighbors whisper, she's acting strange Let them talk, I'll still be changed I'm not broken, I'm just rearranged Hear me humming, no map just waits While I flip the page I ain't sayin' it's easy to start at this age Look in the mirror and rewrite your page But I'd rather be scared on a road that's mine And safe in a box where my light can't shine
Yeah, yeah
This house keep car key whole world to chase Midlife crisis call it midlife bloom I'm repainting my own damn room If I fall flat I'll still be free At least the life I'm tripping's me If you're out there feeling half awake Come and sing it for me Your own heart says
I get to say, I get to say Kids are grown, skies wide no change