How could I be nothing
Standing in the window
In front of the pale blue curtains three floors up
I'm watching the ground absorb the snow
Which had started falling
Tonight I don't feel like going much further down the road
Scientists must have miscalculated
These imaginary scenes
That could never ever happen, not even in bad dreams
Then you're drinking too much
That's the way my life changes
Escaping but hardly for anything at all
I mistook the sound of ice breaking
For the scattered remains of the sun
Don't think life ever will
Just lead you to anyone
Drinking in the cafe
Sat over by the window
Another cup of coffee won't decaffeinate my soul
This luminous emptiness
This feeling of home
It's perfect for a restless soul like
the classic mix of poetry and rock & roll
Nothing's fixed and static
Not even the old paintings on the library wall
Like details in design
The stars get closer in line with oceans
That have not been sailed before
And maybe that's the way it's supposed to be
And maybe that's the way it's supposed to be
And maybe that's the way that I'm meant to feel
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
