Found

FOUND

You always seem to be so down
I’ve come to see its nothing now
It’s just the empty spaces wanting to be found
It’s hard to understand why nothing stays around

It seems I know that feeling well
I sat beside your freshest hell
And all the restless pieces waiting to be found
It’s hard to see well with an ear pressed to the ground

I tried too hard to set things right
You always breakdown in the night
And all your precious features hoping to be found
It’s hard to conceive all directions can lead down