London

I'm coding message in painted art I'm busy designing this music from my heart I play the piano to keep me sane It's better than anything I majored in My parents paid my way through school I still don't know what I wanna do I follow my heart but I still need money I play my guitar 'cause I hate being so poor Believe it or not, sometimes I wanna quit But going back to school feels just like giving in Five years from now, where will I be? I don't know and that's the only thing I believe in Well sooner or later I'll be across the sea A mountain hell mentality Sooner or later I'll be at work A heart-fixed fever for which I yearn It's the only place I know Upon this earth that goes around If you hold me baby you can see Off in words for London sea I moved away, out to the West I keep on moving or I'll end up where I left A year goes by and I've moved twice If i don't write songs a little part of me dies You can't go back and relive your life If you focus on goals what happens when they're realized? You can't go back to times and places Once you're gone they replace all the faces