Bear my head, my hand up high
Peace be still, I haven't held it for a while
Like a kid, I sit and cry
I can't say goodbye
I thought it would feel so old
Looking out from my childhood bedroom window
Outlines change
Is it still home?
It doesn't feel so
Until I leave the fold
In a dream, I spoke to you
Haven't heard your point of view in several blue moons
Talk's the same, cliches are doomed
Don't think I missed you
Until I leave so soon
I can't figure out, should I stay?
Split up into parts, meet halfway
Pieces never fit, can't be okay
I should learn to hold my own weight
(Till I say
That I thank
Ma just like
Yesterday
I can't stay
Find a way
Out the deeper end)
This city looks so bright, from the window