All these streetlights lighting my way they're the only reason ill make it home tonight as I walk through this path, these cobblestones the sky, the sky the beauty I see with my eyes this glamor will run dry
And I hope for a future A life I want to pass Time and time again, the fuck-ups we've amassed (I am the one you told you'd come back, but you didn't.)
We're all pattern seekers we've gotten good at predicting We see where we're going We see that we're all doomed
We don't know how we got here, and we look just to find... we don't know who we are and we struggle with ourselves to find out, we don't know where we want to go