To fix the past
I don’t know how I reached this place,
So far from heaven, so far from grace
And I run to give in to the pressure,
‘cause I feel like the city’s got the better of me,
All this casual love,
Isn’t what it seems.
And I try to imagine something closer,
And somebody who is good for me,
I’m so tired of all this searching,
Do i, do i, do i, do I go home to nothing?
Or stay out for more?
Give in to someone?
Or knock down my door?
Or drown all my shadows,
Drown them like before,
Drowning shadows, once more