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