Dotwork - Paris, FR

Wide awake in bed at 4:16 a.m
Trying to grab a hold of thoughts around her head
Constant existential questions
Have been keeping
Her living free

Living through a screen for most part of the day
The city holds her dreams in all too many ways
Wondering what's beyond the city's
Endless limits
No one knows
Rumour has it
No one's ever been
At times, you realise
This wasn't how you wrote your life in classroom exposés
And looking at the sky
Should alleviate the worst in us, not keep it trapped inside

Pack your things and leave
Head for the border, whatever is outside the city
Please, tell me these buildings don't go on forever
It's for sure
Whatever existence is out there can't be any worse than this one
Already is

Wait, I'll follow
But first, I need the time to go find
A place where we
See the sunset
And more than just three stars
I know you're down with that
There must be more to life than concrete walls, 'alls
With endless corridors, 'ors
So push aside your
Biggest regrets
To learn your mother tongue
We've still got time for that
There must be more to life than concrete walls



Credits
Writer(s): Blake Mostyn, Dave Jackson, Devin Yuceil, Glen Hodgson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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