I leave this place happy and lived in
Empty but not for long
Look at this face, smiling but cinched in
Singing a dark blue song
Here is the sound of the displaced
Here is the song of the worst case
I know the drill, minutes go faster
Smaller bites of the pie
I know the math, one grain of sand
For every ten stars in the sky
Here is the sound of the confused
Here is a song under a new roof
I leave this place
Empty but lived in
Happy but not for long