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They say my life means nothing feel completely out of my mind . Here we go again trying to right the same old song ain’t nothin different . I keep tryin to spread my wings but keep pretending not sure if it means anything now because I’m in desperation to tired to sleep I need a vacation somewhere beyond the subway station, who do I call when it’s fall and can’t sleep on the basement going home! Going home!! Back to the mountains going home going home back to the river where no one can hear so I’ll make sure I’ll leave a note just in case they need me…will I come back again hmmmm hmm mmmm

Will I come back home .

There’s a place in the city where it’s nice but not to pretty I go there to think sometimes but it’s not really my cup of tea

Gotta get these things outta my head not sure if I’ll end up dead if I stay too long

But it’s up to me to climb up and down the mountain before I come back home so I walk the streets wondering if they’ll even read my note

Im already in my feelings walking in the dark alone it’s just about the night she went away the day without saying goodbye to her. And she was there alone can’t bend my legs to go back home gotta leave for good so for now the answer is no