To fix the past
I don’t know how I reached this place,
So far from heaven, so far from grace
And I run to give in to the pressure,
‘cause I feel like the city’s got the better of me,
All this casual love,
Isn’t what it seems.
And I try to imagine something closer,
And somebody who is good for me,
I’m so tired of all this searching,
Do i, do i, do i, do I go home to nothing?
Or stay out for more?
Give in to someone?
Or knock down my door?
Or drown all my shadows,
Drown them like before,
Drowning shadows, once more
Exposeur – Clean Scenes – Tunnel @ The Gacha Garden