Forgetting words
Unable to speak
Only patterns
No prophecy
Should I find myself
On an easy road
Might as well just turn back
And go it alone
A shooting star over New York
Dissolves into fantasy
Once just as vital as breathing
Lost somewhere in Miami
One day the path will be broken
Roots overtaking all that we knew
They grow and contort
Create a home that feels true
Long distance run
Rocks bite at our heels
We just want a chance
To build a place that's real
We cannot pay so
We have to leave
Car drives away
No time to grieve
Grateful for limited fortune
Solace from the empty heat
Trying to find a place to belong
Lost somewhere in Miami
Rain washes out all the canals
The stagnant water bloated and bled
Into the veins
Of a distant midnight everglade