Another day of staring ahead
Trying to force myself out of bed
It should be no surprise that when I look into your eyes I start to crawl
Dreaming a familiar face
Accumulating piles of waste
Everything is adding up but I can't really think to care at all
I found I'm way too into myself
As my situation sits on the shelf
I'm tired and addicted and my family and my body cloud my mind
Remember back when I was on stage
I thought I knew what I'd have to face
But the recent months of changes in the way this world makes its way to mine
Is this what I want?
I don't think so
Let's just take this slow
Fall into the night and rise in the morning
Things will come and go
Let them flow
This I know
But where's my home
I run into myself when I'm out
I've been trying to take a different route
But each and every path that I traverse just takes me right back to my thoughts
There's one road I haven't taken yet
It's not really a road at all
It's more like trees
And clouds
And grass
And a really good record
And lightning
And jokes
And silence
And a waterfall
Let's put out this fire
Let's go and have a good time
We won't go this alone
Fall into the night and rise in the morning
Things will come and go
Let them flow
This I know
But where's my home