Sometimes
I feel like I want to live
Far from the metropolis

Just walk through that door

Sometimes

I feel like I want to fly
Reach out to the painted sky
A prisoner to the wind

A bird on the wing

Sometimes

I feel the ocean in my blood
See rain from the sky above
Her salt brined tears


And now
Those tears leave taste on my tongue

Like the warm rush you get from
Black opium
Black opium


Sometimes
I feel like I want to leave

Behind all these memories
And walk through that door


Outside
The black night calls my name
But all roads look the same

They lead nowhere
They lead nowhere