Go

These strangers, now I know

Race car riots, basement shows

We're driving around or heading back to the city

This morning we had a plan

Now it feels like failing, slow quicksand

That floating around, I'll give it back to the river

Headed out, every hour filled with doubt

Where do you go?

Take your time, get ahead or draw the line

(Where do you go?) And why do you need a name

For everything you hate?

We keep going at it again

The same old tricks, the same old friends

We're strangеrs, it's true

I've treadеd water next to you

Disappointments, I’ve got a few

But I'll give them back to the city

Headed home, heard a sigh through the phone

Where did you go?

Take your time, be yourself, or be mine

(Where did you go?) And why do I need a name

For everything I hate?

I keep going at it again

The same old frets, the same old friends