Listener - I Think It's Called Survival lyrics

So I'm gonna fall, and fall, and fall

And not hold on, hold on, hold on let go!

All we ever will become is what we give away
And give away, and give away, and give away
And give away and give away oh

You are who you love
And what you do with what you’re given
And what you put in to the
World is who you become
Time is a machine that makes us
And we leave and exit each other’s
And leave and exit life like blood pumping
It makes the heart grow
There's a kind of history we make
Smashing against each other
Our hands filled with each others hands
Filled with purpose
And I think it's called survival

Even if our scars don’t match
There's no wrong you can't make better
If you can figure out a
Way to change your mind
And sure there’s things I regret
Not doing or doing
Sometimes those thoughts climb my
Spine like spiders
And then I'm really the stranger
In my own bed and that ball of nervous gets
Pushed into every crack
That’s what’s holding the bricks together
But the answers aren't around us
They are in us
And sure the bullets still in there
But, I'm moving
And I think that's called survival

Well I want to pretend for a
Few more hours and a
Few more days until we forget
What we're pretending for
What are we pretending for?
We aren’t pretending anymore
Because we might not ever get
To go back home again
And home might not exist the way we know it
Or knew it to be
Or maybe it'll be so different home
Won't be able to house us
Especially if we keep pulling all
The feathers from our wings
But no matter how unraveled or
What shape we take we can always come home
Home inside of people and God
The way you lean is the way you fall
The way you lead is the way you follow