Shabby

I’m riding away through the desert

I’ve been here before, thought I’d never set a foot outside my town

The ever- changing is our nature

Their reality in us doesn’t matter

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

I see the footprints through the never

Memories are just absentee here

Washing out my mind of my essence

You’re just too good to suffer the forever

I see the footprints through the never

Memories are just absentee here

Washing out my mind of my essence

You’re just too good to suffer the forever

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

Do you ever wonder who you are?

What it really means to be if you’re just a machine

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

This place looks a bit too shabby

Kindly reminding my dreams

When The Mountains meet the sea

I’ll be just fine

Do you ever wonder who you are?