You get some time away
And time really gets away from you
I said I was searching for myself
But I was running from everything too
A new degree
A piece of paper
Framed in dark ebony
To hang up later
(Or else it's)
Your harsh words
Whispered into my ear
You said, "This time was fun
But you no longer belong here."
In your bedroom
With those foreign faces
Under your clothes
Private places
I'll push my roots into the road with all my might
Cause I'm not coming back tonight
From coast to coast, until I'm bored of the sea
Making land into stories, pictures mean memories
Until you won't recognize me
Until you won't recognize me