Evangelists keep knockin’ on my door
Askin’ me what I am living for
I say, ‘for the money and the fame
I’ve tried to live for love, but love’s a game’

There’s something here I still don’t understand
I’m not at sea, but there’s still no sight of land
Seems to me the moon knows when to weep
Where’s the savior here who’ll lead these sheep?

Melancholy crashes like a storm
I’m too alone to pretend to heed the norm
Sky’s about to crack open and explode
The tears and planes will fall, and every hand will fold

Heart’s so weary and the soul’s age-old
Ev’ry time I stay here it all gets cold
I hear how sorrow makes room to grow
But there’s no room for me here, so it’s time to go

She held me under water in a bay
Said she never knew no other way
I gasped for air, then asked her out again
She said one day she’ll change, I guess I’ll leave her then

Come and take these shadows off my wall
Come and catch me from my next great fall
World outside looks like it won’t improve
I’m lookin’ for an insecure beauty to ask me if I approve

Sky’s so dark, the mind is so damn full
This time in the city’s already taking its toll
Can I please have a second away from noise?
Can I for once forget to pretend that I have poise?

Why in hell do these words never stop?
Why don’t I just pick up broom and mop?
I know I’d dust off every window sill
The emptier I feel, the more these words don’t fill

Well, even the trees, you know they stand alone
And even the asphalt here, you can hear it groan
This place was never meant for the likes of me
The echo I must heed, it calls me back to sea