Living in a concrete jungle Searching for something that I Don’t think I’ll ever find and I Chisel the walls of a city that blinds me Trying to find something that I may be able to relate to
I close my eyes I see my friends Smiling at me in a way that shows me we’ve had too much to drink We’re running away from all of the silences Like animals in the woods We cling to what we know
Take me home, I am ready for it I know you can love, more than I can
Swollen thoughts corrupt my mind Lit street lamps and warning signs Time to back away Retreat, retreat, retreat I thought for a second I said it out loud but the words are just thoughts that will never be heard
Take me home, I am ready for it I know you can love, more than I can