All these streetlights lighting my way
they're the only reason ill make it home tonight
as I walk through this path, these cobblestones
the sky, the sky
the beauty I see with my eyes
this glamor will run dry
And I hope for a future
A life I want to pass
Time and time again,
the fuck-ups we've amassed
(I am the one you told you'd come back, but you didn't.)
We're all pattern seekers
we've gotten good at predicting
We see where we're going
We see that we're all doomed
We don't know how we got here,
and we look just to find... we don't know who we are
and we struggle with ourselves to find out,
we don't know where we want to go