Gentle Indifference

I've muted all my text threads to keep the world at arm's length
I'm scared I'm turning into Meursault
I live inside four walls the confines are out in strength
I only tell don't have much left to show

I want to be a lighthouse keeper
Want to have to get my rowboat out to go to the store
I want to live alone in the ocean
Send my beacon of light to bring ships to the shore

The sign on my door says don't come in in nine languages
So I won't have to ask people to leave
I don't consider myself to be proactive but the strange thing is
I planned ahead to save room for make believe

I want to be an astronaut
But right now the only space I have is filled
I want to let my molars rot
And spend time away from the Earth to rebuild

I'm in fantasy six days a week, no hoops for me to jump through
You'd think I'd like the freedom but no
Because what if when the world comes back I don't know how to
Need escapism to know where to go



Credits
Writer(s): Foster Schrader
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