"Expat" lyrics

"Expat"

Though the dust it tried to settle in
It was not like any where I've been
Pacing around from the wall to the door
Then stand still

I walk out into the city sound
On the side another big crowd
Fall in the crowd
Try to find my way out
If I could

And everything I know is everything I knew
It's mixing up and starting to get a message through
Get lost in early ways and feeling my new bruise
Losing time, I'm here a bum and twenty-two
Bare white walls the chips keep falling
Every verse points up. I'm down here storming
At the window try and take this all in
But nothing is clear. The view from here is kind of a blur

And the days I'm spending by myself
And the nights I've done nothing else
Sit on the banks, watch the boats
Hear the crowd and sit still

Now the crowd has started clearing out
Stumble home along a city route
How was the past as I make my way back up the hill

And everything I know is everything I knew
It's mixing up and starting to get a message through
Get lost in early ways and feeling my new bruise
Losing time, I'm here a bum and twenty-two
Bare white walls the chips keep falling
Every verse points up. I'm down here storming
At the window try and take this all in
But nothing is clear. The view from here is kind of a blur

Traffic storming by a city sky
A mass of people try our hearts to pry
Between the scabs and all the building slabs

But up above it started coming clear
And I remember what I'm doing here
I take a step into the crowd's room
And I disappear


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