Quiet forgetfulness I seek
Lost places where no-one wants to be
A path covered by grass and weeds
A rusty car carcass under a tree
The dried up river out front
Green fields faded into reddish grey
The house almost bare-boned now
Running out of peeling coats of paint
All I want to do now
Is pretend that I did everything right
All I want to do now
Is ignore there is a world outside
Light crawls in through every crack
The waste time dumped creeps towards the back
I stand amidst fading rags
Our default setting is a sense of lack
There's words on every wall here
No-one kids no-one about what they mean
It's hopeful fools the world feeds on
Our awkward truths here for all to see
All I want to do now
Is pretend that I did everything right
All I want to do now
Is ignore there is a world outside
Maybe one day I'll be back
Not to hide I'm broken but to heal
And maybe I will draw a map
Of all the lost places inside of me
All I want to do now
Is pretend that I did everything right
All I want to do now
Is ignore there is a world outside