I always come back to hating the sunrise

And thinking it's pretty simple in my eyes

I wish that I could just look up at the sky

It's good to be incomprehensible tonight

A tiny piece of the city

A tiny piece of the home near me

I'm spending time in that fantasy

I don't think anything's here after all

How much of my life's truly been lived?

C straight to V, spinning in the distance

It's disgusting, really

It never made a difference

Staying in my comfort zone, thinking

"The distance was always the same"

I'd be completely bored

With no expectations

As thunderstorms pass me by, I rest

So afterall, it's as simple as I guessed

There are far too many things I'd like to know

I guess that I'll settle for understandable

To really love nobody

Have no expectations

I couldn't even entertain the thought of it

Sick and tired of being priced by the cold that

Just won't die

I don't think anything's here after all

In the end, this life's been too easy

C straight to V

I've been around, see

Maybe something could have changed

It never made a difference

Try to breathe the air that's solid

Inhale, exhale

Cry as the spring flows again to show it's

Over