Through the smoke of strange surroundings
I wander past old delicate buildings
Remembering the old life I once lead
I feel so far from yesterday
You walk down a road but you\'re going the wrong way
In city streets I\'m lost but I\'ll find my way
I always do, I always do
Every muse is abandoned like a wisp
An impulsive thought pushing through
But then I find myself on the same old road
Telling myself things I already know
Holding on and never letting go
I hear the echo of footprints getting close
When I lie awake at night thinking
We are lovers in the dark
Always together, we\'re never apart
I hold onto Jesus around my neck, so sweet
The air I breathe is awkward
Conversations enough to make me self-conscious
I wind up passive-aggressive, so defensive
Wasted and selfish
In a pile of dying flowers
Between the stars, my contradictions
Lost but I\'ll find my way.