Powder Turns

White lines on the countertop

Lift ticket on the dash

Still crumpled up

Board in the back

Last night in my lungs

Both kinds of powder

Both keep me numb

Chairlift swingin'

I don't feel cold

Card maxed out but my story sounds bold

Telling my friends it's all under control

But I can't remember last week

Just snow

I'm skiing powder

Heart's caved in

Chasing highs I can't stay in

From black diamonds to the bathroom sink

Same white hill when I blink

I'm skiing powder

Lose my breath

Carving circles

Flirting with death

Every run feels just like the last

Can't tell the future from the past

Goggles on

But my eyes still red

Woke up in a house I don't know

In a stranger's bed

Blurry videos of me

I laugh it off

"Just a phase

" but the joke feels soft

Told my brother I'd slow it down

Then I met the plug back in our hometown

He said

"Man

You always land on your feet"

But lately I fall

And I don't feel the street

I'm skiing powder

Heart's caved in

Chasing highs I can't stay in

From black diamonds to the bathroom sink

Same white hill when I blink

I'm skiing powder

Lose my breath

Carving circles

Flirting with death

Every run feels just like the last

Can't tell the future from the past

Do I want the mountain

Or the bag in my hand?

Am I running from the climb

Or afraid to just stand?

If I drop this habit

Would I still feel tall?

Or find out

I was never there at all?

I'm skiing powder

Heart's caved in

Chasing highs I can't stay in

From black diamonds to the bathroom sink

Same white hill when I blink

I'm skiing powder

Lose my breath

Carving circles

Flirting with death

Every run feels just like the last

Can't tell the future from the past