Why am I here?
I feel tired
I feel old
I feel gone
They say the city will make you feel brand new
but I’m not sure they’re talking to me
I feel like I was born on the sandbar between the beach and the widesea
I feel like I was born in the sandstorm between here and nevermind
The city will make you feel brandnew, but I feel so lonely
The city will tell you the worldtale, but I feel like the old shop
and now I’m cobbling shoes
and now I’m tightening trousers
and now I’ve got a great deal on cabbages
and now I’m going home to see the Mrs
and now I don’t care about anything
except going home