Long nights
The city sleeps beside me

It's almost peaceful, save for freaks
And last-call retreats to quell the beast
What'll it be?

Soft lights
Dizzy down the side street

Sensory feast
Translated electrical speech
Cacophony of man versus machine

Do you remember when
Something made you feel this good?

Artificial and conditional
Designer medicinals
Discipline implodes

Glossed eyes
I stumble through your neighborhood

Disciple or despicable
Habits inhibit the ritual
I missed you though

So what's the point of living open hearted?
What's the point of sharing what you've got when
Something's lost in you and you can't find it
You can run but you can't hide this
And what's it mean to lead a life you're hating?
What's it mean to want to change your framing?
And is it worth it all to just start over?
Just start over
Just start over

Closing shift, her phone was lit
Couldn’t focus, the notifications raging
She anxious pacing
Took a break after the final wave of patrons
Her response, she workshopped with a coworker
Best way to say that things can go no further
Tough sell
She’d been through enough hell
Mislabeled it a rough spell
And told herself countless times
The bullshit just how love smell
She out back smoking
Staring at three dots in a bubble
That keep popping up then vanishing
Psychologically damaging
When she goes back in the manager's like
"That was supposed to be smoke break not a second lunch
Put your phone away and get this mess cleaned up"
She feeling disrespected thinking
Fuck this job, fuck this place
She gets home, stuffs her bags
And walks to where some busses wait
Now she on a greyhound, with a few hours to simmer
In that same text thread where it ends with delivered
Trying to walk it back like
"sorry, work drama just had me in a shitty mood
I’m on the bus and I’ll be in the city soon
Can I see you?"

So what's the point of living open hearted?
What's the point of sharing what you've got when
Something's lost in you and you can't find it
You can run but you can't hide this
And what's it mean to lead a life you're hating?
What's it mean to want to change your framing?
And is it worth it all to just start over?
Just start over
Just start over

And as I look at where I've come

Disoriented 'cause
The story ended as it began
A palindrome, an orbit rendered
No more pretending

I know there's work still to be done

Miles away from where my mind is safe
Can’t find my place, no bookmark
Look hard as what bind these pages

If I give my peace, where does it land?

Fly free my stoic pride
Prone to nose-diving
Just this once, don't deny me
I hope to hold it finally

A grateful something in my hand
In my hand
In my hand
In my hand

So what's the point of living open hearted?
What's the point of sharing what you've got when
Something's lost in you and you can't find it
You can run but you can't hide this
And what's it mean to lead a life you're hating?
What's it mean to want to change your framing?
And is it worth it all to just start over?
Just start over
Just start over