Verse 1
Morning finds me low and slow
Wires tangled in my head
I trace the cracks along the wall
Counting all the things I said
Pre-Chorus
Maybe I'm drifting
Maybe I'm spinning
Round and round and round
Chorus
Getting through
Getting through
One fuckin' foot at a time I make it new
Getting through
Getting through
Verse 2
Rain collects on window glass
Shapes like faces staring back
I draw a circle with my thumb
Wish I had a map to home
Pre-Chorus
Maybe I'm floating
Maybe I'm fading
Slowly to the ground
Chorus
Getting through
Getting through
One fuckin' foot at a time I make it new
Getting through
Getting through
Bridge
Softly now the colors turn
Blue to gold to grey
Nothing here is what it seems
But I'm still on my way
Guitar Solo
Chorus
Getting through
Getting through
One fuckin' foot at a time I make it new
Getting through
Getting through
Getting through
Getting through
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