Your Self Portrait

Sundowner
I tie my shoes, leave the house
Board the train and keep on moving
My thoughts are thickening
Trees fill me like your whispering
The night is fading
Hey there friend
I think we had a lot in common
The feeling is dead
Or maybe it's just lost and needs to be found again
Just keep on moving
A manic walk, it's just the panic talking
So keep on breathing, don't stop creating
I stared and studied the structure of your face
To feel connections, some form of deeper meaning
My skin will crawl and in the morning it will fade a little
I can't find home, I'm a stranger in this city now
Tonight I think she might be losing me
Tonight I know she'll never set me free
I feel nothing
I want nothing
I am nothing