The Lake House

Looking down, all the lights are blinking in my head.
We're almost done,
And it's too cold to go out off into the unknown,
That I once called my home.
It's been so long.

And every moment bleeds into one, bleeds into one.
We're all falling apart, falling apart
We are.

I sat down to the seat, I'm shaking.
Held on by my fingernails breaking off.
In the air, I'm alone.
My thoughts I know,
Cause I can't keep my head up off the wheel.
My eyes awake I'm ?

Every moment bleeds into one, bleeds into one.
We're all falling apart, falling apart
We are.

So count on me for a lifetime of shame.
Am I home?
Count on me to bleed it into one.
I'll get myself back home.

Count on me.