Rest your tired head now
my friend I will stand by
You dont have to say no more
I know what you came here for

Eyes sore and shoes untied
walking the streets all night
No new cities lovers friends
can make you [bad word] The sense of loneliness remains
no matter who you meet
When all you pictured failed
and all your dreams are crossed
remember that your strenght is also built
on what you lost

Your blindspot is rejection
and youll be on your own
when youre petrified
of all thats warm and real
invisible scars take forever to heal

The daylight will soften your [bad word] now accept whats good

No new cities lovers friends...

The noble art of letting go