Summer of 23, I was walking downtown Toronto
I hadnāt been there in a few
I took the train there from Scarborough
My friend had an empty basement
I stayed there for two weeks
And for the first time since 2019
I didnāt know you back then
But that was where it started
You told me I was interesting
Then a year had gone along
You bled gold through cracks of me
Like some Japanese pottery
And I could see it was beautiful
But I hadnāt felt the same peace
And you know what they say to the young
You fuck around and find out
You found out who you really were
And I found out the hard way
So Iām walking myself back home now
Like I shouldāve done in March one day
So Iām walking myself back home
Iām walking downtown Toronto
Stopping by my favorite place
But I guess I could window shop
I wonder if itāll take two weeks
Well, time is all Iāve got
Iāve grown a lot since then, I know
I didnāt panic when I missed the flight
Because someone was waiting for me
And I almost lost them because of you
So Iām hoping even if there werenāt
Iād somehow still be fine
I could break myself into pieces
I always have and I always will
And all your gold was just glitter
So you canāt get ahold of me now
Because Iām meant to be a million pieces
And somewhere within them
There is that sense of peace
I mightāve lost it once or twice
It was, and will be mine again