Story One Lanes
Mood swings like a pendulum.
Asking the ocean to sail you home.
Cause you've seen too much.
Lost, lost in a coma, never left your sofa.
Cause you've got no more breadcrumbs.
When you've seen everything, met everyone, been
everywhere and you still feel alone.
Well I've been nowhere at all, met no one who cares,
been nowhere that gives, but I still got it all.
Cause you, you say, you do, you do.
But you don't, you don't, you don't.
The more the world you see.
More unhappy you seem.
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong.
Whilst I write, I write, I write.
The more I live my life.
The more I live this house.
Green blue tropical seas, you say you see me.
But where's your reality?
Get off the bus, from the bus to the station,
stationary waiting for transportation, buses and planes
and people in lanes.
All of these things yeah they end up the same.
Cause you, you say, you do, you do.
But you don't, you don't, you don't.
The more the world you see.
More unhappy, you seem.
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong.
Whilst I write, I write, I write.
The more I live my life.
The more I leave this house.
You say you do, you do.
So I'm sailing off for two.
I'm sailing back to blue just to be with you.
And you say you don't, you don't.
So I'm banking that you won't, breaking all the rules
just to be with you.
