I can't remember if I told you I'd see you soon
Are you waiting?
What are you waiting for?
Would you run into darkness to tell me
That everything has turned from gold into progress?
And I'm leaving distance behind
I'm turning progress into access to a fine line
That separates the old from the new
(To separate me from you)
Give me something that isn't f***ing bad news
I'm sick of concrete floors
I'm sick of asking questions
And never getting anywhere
Where's the clarity in anything you said to me?
And the old news
I'll be home soon
Back to the root of the problem
Where it all began
And I outgrew my maturity
I'm off to somewhere new without you
Keeping the sky above your head
Has never seemed such and each feat
So many before me
Keep holding it together
Like pieces of a dream
Still it gets colder every night now
It gets darker and I can't see
Which way is up
And which way is right
What's your name?
Where are you from?
I sure as hell can't remember
I'm sick of concrete floors
I'm sick of asking questions
And never getting anywhere
Where's the clarity in anything you said to me?
And the old news
I'll be home soon
Back to the root of the problem
Where it all began
And I outgrew my maturity
I'm off to somewhere new without you
Tell me again
What's your name?
Where are you from?
I sure as hell can't remember
(What's your name?)
(Where are you from?)
I'm sick of concrete floors
I'm sick of asking questions
And never getting anywhere
Where's the clarity in anything you said to me?
And the old news
I'll be home soon
Back to the root of the problem
Where it all began
And I outgrew my maturity
I'm off to somewhere new without you