What happened to all the beautiful places?
I just walk around searching
Feeling this emptiness I can’t describe
Sometimes the music is dirt brown
It makes me homesick
But I don’t want to go home
It’s just an echo in this heavy emptiness I carry around
Carry around searching for beautiful places
And every night I lie down with this ugly hurting I can’t explain
Because it’s empty
It’s an empty heaviness
Sometimes the music is cold
Like a calm light rain
And I want to cry
But I don’t quite know why
Because the emptiness is heavy
And I’m just tired
So tired
What happened to the beautiful places?
The places that aren’t empty