I'm lost...
all rust and lost...
Fleeting around to nowhere
Perhaps some things are worth fighting for
Would you be my saviour?
My tower light?
Lead me the way to hapiness,
save me from this nothingness
All my friends seem to have found something,
something they settle down with,
contented with nevertheless...
I am but a fling
Where should I go forthwith?
...
I'm so lost,
afloat and light,
exhausted the exhaust...
all black smokes and frost...