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