troubled mind in search 
Of a bright neon bay 
I swim to shore 
The only route to take 
Is perfection itself 
The stars lead the way 

As waves make [bad word] 
Fate is the shell of my beat 
O how I feel all that I need 
Under my thoughts under my fears 

Little things I know they're real 
They make my [bad word] 
Little things and all they bring 
Are fragments bitter sweet 

Little things not everything 
'Cause glitter is no goal 
Simple things are all I need 
a friend to guide to hold 

If you should go 
(Go now) 

I find myself alone 
With no center no home 
But I won't close my eyes 
The thing I love the most 
I'm letting you go 
But I won't give up hope