Tried to be frank, honest with you
But I can´t find anywhere to put these feelings, can you feel it too?

Like a shadow of my former self, like I wish I could be someone else

Can someone help me understand these feelings? Could it be you?

Nothing feels real, nothing feels true
Everything´s forced, everyone´s blue
Someone help me understand these feelings, could it be you?

What is goodbye without physical touch?
Then I think I feel you inside my mother´s living room and it hits me like a gut punch
Is this a nightmare? Or is this a drug?
Is this a sick joke we´re standing in a line and someone´s about to pull the rug...pull it

Nothing feels real, nothing feels true
Everything´s forced, everyone´s blue
Someone help me understand these feelings, could it be you?

I can´t carry on
Carrying on like this
I can´t carry on
Carrying on like this

I walk Griffith in the morning
I ask the mountains to love me
I look for it in the seasons
I watch them come back and haunt me
Look at the hawk as he catches prey, look at him circling
I´m in a valley and I don´t know, who is coming for me
(Pull me through)
I turn my lights off at night, I put my body to sleep
I get my body back up again, I watch the sunset and weep

When the tide goes in and out again, I´m not confused I can see
But what is the purpose of on again off again, what is the purpose of me?
When the tide goes in and out again, I´m not confused I can see
But what is the purpose of on again off again, what is the purpose of me?