...but home is nowhere

Twenty six years and

Seems like I've just begun

To understand my, my intimate is no one



When the director sold the show,

(Who) bought its last rites?

They cut the cast, the music and the lights



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time, left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



Twenty six years old

Still speaking in these tongues

Such revelations while understood by no-one

When the new actor stole the show

(Who) questioned his grace?

Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time and left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



Give me something

Give me something

Give me something

Give me something

Give me something

Give me something real



I lay strewn across the floor

Can't solve this puzzle

Everyday another small piece can't be found



I lay strewn across the floor

Pieced up with sorrow

The pieces are lost, the pieces don't fit

Pieced together incomplete and empty



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I ever end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time

And left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone



This is my line, this is eternal

How did I end up here?

Discarnate, preternatural

My prayers to disappear

Absent of grace, marked as infernal

Ungranted in dead time

And left me disowned

To this nature, so unnatural

I remain alone