| I drive through streets I could walk for weeks
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| Full of life or full of loneliness
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| Whose eyes will I watch from today?
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| The day I signed my heart resigned
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| My glass was overflowing, celebrate
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| This rope’s getting tighter
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| And someone is pulling me back to the start
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| I need something that I know now
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Just too far away from home now
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Just a sight or sound to trust now
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| Keep it simple
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| Keep me static
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| Just enough to lose the panic
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| Let me see the light again
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| I have to know where it goes
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| Needing from the inside out
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| This gut rot I could do without
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| So sinister a pasttime
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| I have to know, I have to go
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| So cut the cord, throw overboard
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| This history that claims of me
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| My present and my future
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| Both clear to see, both bound to be
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| A replica of this life so far
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| I think it’s time I raised the bar
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| But this rope’s getting tighter
|
| And someone is pulling me back to the start
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| I need something that I know now
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| Just too far away from home now
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| Just a sight or sound to trust now
|
| Oh, oh, oh
|
| Keep it simple
|
| Keep me static
|
| Just enough to lose the panic
|
| Let me see the light again
|
| I have to know, I have to go
|
| Needing from the inside out
|
| This gut rot I could do without
|
| So sinister a pasttime
|
| I have to know, I have to go |