How an old man tracked me home That made my skin crawl off
He said, "I've seen you here before Everything you've ever had in fantasies. "
You've one life left to lead. "
With a girl I've never seen She asked me what was wrong
You've one life left to lead
This is my personal disaffection
What direction? What direction?
I looked outside the glass And a thought passed through my head A heart that is made of gold can't really beat at all
I wanted to wake up again I wanted to wake up again
Life begins at the intersection.
My heart beat once or twice And life flooded my veins My lungs had found their voice And what was once routine was now the perfect joy