Michael McFarland - The Things You Couldn't Find

When the future you imagined doesn’t come
And shouting at the clouds
Has scarred your throat and left you dumb
When staring at the sun for far too long has left you blind
You’re going back for the things you couldn’t find

When you look at all the paths you didn’t take
And your pedal’s to the floor
But more you’re clutching for a break
When the road ahead becomes a blur of white and yellow lines
You’re going back for the things you couldn’t find

When the place you called a home is full of ghosts
And the one you never were
Is now the one you miss the most
Closet skeleton keys opening the doors locked in your mind
You’re going back for the things you couldn’t find

Written by:
Michael McFarland

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Lyrics © THE BEARD MUSIC GROUP

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