Tekster: This Day And Age. ...Always Leave The Ground. A New Focus.

pacing back and forth, in a space with barely enough room to think, i'm trying to get past myself; i don't know who i am. in this room without a view, all i can see is you. open your window for me, this is my only hope; that i may walk through the darkness and find my way home. looking towards the sky, i know before that i pushed your love away, but i can see your outstretched arms; i just found who i am.