Living in a concrete jungle 
Searching for something that I 
Don’t think I’ll ever find and I 
Chisel the walls of a city that blinds me 
Trying to find something that I may be able to relate to 
I close my eyes I see my friends 
Smiling at me in a way that shows me we’ve had too much to drink 
We’re running away from all of the silences 
Like animals in the woods 
We cling to what we know 
Take me home, I am ready for it 
I know you can love, more than I can 
Swollen thoughts corrupt my mind 
Lit street lamps and warning signs 
Time to back away 
Retreat, retreat, retreat 
I thought for a second I said it out loud but the words are just thoughts that will never be heard 
Take me home, I am ready for it 
I know you can love, more than I can