When I walk the streets so brown
I try to leave marks upon the ground for you
When I walk the streets so brown
I try to leave
What now?
Can I eat and drink and sleep?
Can I wash around my back?
How’s it gonna be again?
Will I ever see again?
What now?
Fingers tingling through my spine
Creeping intertwined in mine
Am I fine?
Still sleep in the same position from fear
Arms held straight out
Another breathing all around
can someone tell me
Breathing body and soul out…
(Lost)
When I walk the streets so brown
I try to leave marks upon the ground for you
When I walk the streets so brown
I try to leave
