Lost without a home to run to, duality on display
Wear this heart upon my sleeve to show that I’m okay
To drift among my dreams is like floating on a wave and yet this brings comfort for normalcy in the day

Colors of the seasons shift in and out with a haze
Walking through the city’s lonesome streets with a glossy gaze
View the trash float behind the junk boat ocean trails they leave, oh, I know
It brings me back to those times where we believed in…

What can’t be found in the skies
Lost to a zone so utterly divine