Nothing New

I cried home and listened to the shallow waters
And waited among the ripples for a song
I stood there and counted out a single measure
A fraction of what I'd wanted all along
So empty in concept and in execution
Imposing my structure on a single wave
So I smiled when I lost my source of inspiration
Now it's long gone but I am standing all the same

So find me out all alone
I'm waiting for a sunset
In a world without a light

When there's nothing new inside you
And you've lost the voice that guides you
Then just find yourself some dry ground to call home
When there's nothing new inside you
And you've lost the voice that guides you
Then just find yourself some dry ground to call home

The problems in life when you are starting over
Is your memory reminds you that it's all the same
So you start with a canvas that's already painted
And you change it to bring yourself the far away
Ignoring the artwork that was there before you
Replacing its beauty with your incomplete
And you're so tired but no one ever seems to stop you
As you can't find your place in the existing scene

So find me out all alone
I'm looking for my footsteps
In the places I arrive

When there's nothing new inside you
And you've lost the voice that guides you
Then just find yourself some dry ground to call home
When there's nothing new inside you
And you've lost the voice that guides you
Then just find yourself some dry ground to call home

To call home

Just show me a place to call home
Just show me a place to call home
Just show me a place to call home
Just show me a place to call home

To call home, to call