He walks out the door
Shuts it tight
His bones feel sore
It's out of control
A grey city was never built for him
He longs for so much more
Than day-to-day routines
Oh, what an awful scheme
Packs his things
Gets in the car
Heads up north to get away fast
Get a way fast
Reminiscing of what he's missing
As he reaches his destination it is the ocean
And he realizes:
There's no conclusion for what we built inside
Tears run down his face
As the wind hits him
And he drowns
In that suffocating sound
He falls to his knees
With a heavy soul
And no remedy
There's no conclusion
There's no conclusion
For what we built
We only move to fight the storm
Make your mark on the world
Edge it into stone
This is your home
We only move to fight the storm
Make your mark on the world
Edge it into stone
This is your home
It's your home
