Mile Markers - Brian Martin

Give your love to God cause I don’t want it anymore. Give your lips to someone

new and the smile they once wore.

Give your heart a memory let it know what we once had. Give your hate to me,

cause this indifference drives me mad

Give your mind to drugs, you know they’ll teach you how to cry. Give your bones

to earth, you know it bathes you when you die.

Give your lies to me, just like you’ve done all along. Give me back my wasted

time, and I’ll unwrite this song

We ain’t gonna get out of this alive. When all is said and done,

they’ll just be you and I,

going our own ways, like two strangers passing by.

Give your words to books, no one reads them anymore. Give your thoughts to

youth, watch them spit em on the floor.

Give your wings to worry, teach it how to fly away. Give your life to death,

you know that you do it everyday.

We ain’t gonna get out of this alive. When all is said and done,

they’ll just be you and I,

going our own ways, like two strangers passing by.

And I earned every single tear that I shed for you. For all of the things that

you said to me and all of the pain that you put me through.

And as I drive this point across and I resurrect your memory. I can’t quit

thinking bout the love I lost and how you got the best of me.

But now the mile markers are flying by and the road ahead is getting clear.

And heartache in the rear view mirror seems smaller than it once appeared.

And I begin to open my blind eyes wide for the first time…

I begin to finally realize a few things for the first time, in a long time…

I start to see things a little clear for the first time

And it’s time…

To move on.