Lyrics
What I wouldn’t give, to know where I am
Some town station, with these people all around
I’m sitting on these steps; they’re creeping in as wave
Cold upon my skin
Clouds from my breath
They keep me company
Here I am, I’m lost again
So I’m going to lay low
This art of hiding, from where you came from
I’m going to lay low
Talking different, with thoughts from other lands
Freedom from myself, but the sun will rise
Sipping from a cup, it’s strange how it seems there something to smile about
With no friends or foes
Directionless I’ll roam
Content to be alone
And here I am, I’m lost again
So I’m going to lay low
This art of hiding, from where you came from
I’m going to lay low
Here I am, I’m lost again
So I’m going to lay low
This art of hiding, from where you came from
I’m going to lay low
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