Patterns slide across my bare walls,
Their shapes manipulated by the angles of my room
A distorted message by the passing of a car
Another stranger on their way as I lay here in the dark
Voices in the distance remind me I'm not alone,
In my corner of a city that I can't call a home
This sight is so familiar to me now,
Time seeps away as my minutes count to hours
A strained thought dances across my eyelid
That my ship may never sail, that I was doomed from the start
This pattern repeats, like a fractal taking shape
My days escape unnoticed, my nights are all the same
I lie here motionless till my restlessness takes hold,
I reach for my old coat, for another night into the cold
The same narrow street lies waiting just the same
As I had left it just the night before
The same empty houses, lined with trees
As indications of the stars peer from distances in-between
This road is a vein winding seamlessly,
In the endless sprawl that surrounds me
It's here where I surrender my doubts
I'm trying to go home, just tell me how
