Thoughts are weighing heavy on my conscience,
Never grew the feathers that I wanted.
Got a hundred friends to call,
But I've been talking to these walls,
I'm ashamed to say that I don't hate it.
Supposedly I'm lonely now,
But I don't feel alone somehow,
I leave the windows closed to make a highway..
I found the key to my core,
Between the piece in the store,
You're Waiting impatiently for,
Finding the key to my core.
Home is where silence brings the calming,
Hold onto the quite until the morning,
What a shame it has to end,
Gotta try to make amend,
All the days are wasted chasing another's calling..
I found the key to my core,
Between the piece in the store,
You're Waiting impatiently for,
Finding the key to my core.