Flowers growing
In my hair
Your hands
Running through
My mind

Snow falling
Styrofoam
It's like knowing
Going home
Where is home?
Do you have my address?

Hollow laugh
Sleep in ****
It's afternoon
We're at the park

So I said
Where's the next bus
Going back
To the way I came from

Shadow sleep
I'm lost in labyrinths
I can't speak
In tongues

Hope we pass
You are in my way
Hope we pass
Into who we are