Tekster: New Buffalo. Other. Home.

Came home
Everything was a blur
All mixed up and messed up
Eyes all tired and broken
Came home
Everything was a blur
All mixed up and messed up
Eyes all tired and broken
Came home
Everything was a blur

I saw the map
I've found the map
It was floating and faded and torn
The missing pieces they were gone
This does not make sense
It's all so incomplete
It's all so incomplete

I forgot to say goodbye
I forgot to read the signs
I forgot to say goodbye
I forgot to read the signs
And the map lies here
It's torn and faded
On a dark street lined with pine trees
I close my eyes
Touch the surface
It's all so personal
And confusing
It's all so personal
And confusing