I'm a hawk here on the line
Waiting for some prey to scurry by
This alcohol has me poured unto the floor
Maybe here I'll find what I'm looking for
The mystic life is such a bore
Going grey cross-legged on the floor
Like the tide uncovering the shore
There's nothing here that wasn't here before
Every song begins with half a lie
So I'm a hawk with amethyst eyes
This came suit's a tired disguise
Just want to take to the skies
I should've stayed where I belonged
But we're all made to carry on
I wish I'd stayed where I belonged
But I guess we're made to carry on