Elliot Matsu Find What You're Looking For
Growing up, out on the prairie
Growing up, you want to be married
Oh my darling, I see you waiting and your time is coming
The hours are running into days that will pass away
Come the morning you'll be leaving on a plane
You've heard the stories but you've never slept a night in a tall building
You've heard the names and thought that you might like the same
To find what you're looking for, to come back just once more
And in their faces, I can see the way it was before the war
The gateless gate, the teachers holding the open door
And in these dirty moments, dull confusion rattles us awake
Churning, trying to undo our first mistake
Growing up on right and wrong
Growing up, we're raised on fighting
All our honor, a fleeting feeling that goes out with the tide
It rises up and settles down and leaves us lying in confusion
We grasp for air and reach out grabbing for illusion
To find what we're looking for, we come back just once more
And in their faces, I can see the way it was before the war
The gateless gate, the teachers holding the open door
And in these dirty moments, dull confusion rattles us awake
Churning, trying to undo our first mistake
Coming here, to find what we're looking for
We come back just once more
