Jake Holland

A place unkown

In a place unknown,

stranded, without a phone,

on the road I walk alone.

There\'s a policeman on the left.

But right is home.

 

Take your worries,

to your Roman room.

Bring your fear

and spread them through.

when you\'re in pain -

this is what to do.

 

Turn the image, to black and white,

then just slow it down.

Here comes an English knight,

to present your courageous crown.

In your Roman room.

 

You can do this by yourself,

you need nobodies help,

on the pavement you are knelt,

In a constant, brutal struggle,

to get past that next puddle.

In a place unknown.