Seoul

Landed in Seoul, nearly half a day

Stomach at my knees, sitting at the gate

Al over the phone, “Won’t you set me straight?”

Longest 24, I don’t wanna wait

But I ain’t no fool

I knew well in fact

The route took me home

But I didn’t come back

The same as I was

But we both knew that

I’ve got a lot to unpack

If I wanna get back, yeah

“Text me when you land,” just a glimpse of hope

I only have one shot to fix what’s broke

So, let me pace your floor, I think I know

But I can read a room, maybe I’ll just go

And I had every distraction, and still I cracked

‘Cause all I could wonder is where you’re at

They say “Chris, it’s fucked

You just can’t go back”

I’ve got a lot to unpack

If I wanna get back, yeah

I wonder when we closed the third eye