maybe I'll see you again one day
walking the streets of Berlin or Bombay
with an unshaven face and a hobbled pace
looking for a way or looking for a place
deadly breath and dirty clothes
crying because no one knows
where you are or where you've been
you left us a long time ago but I don't remember when
and I was just a kid
and you were just a liar
what good you did
walking off to follow desire
the city of sin welcomed you
but you can't walk a straight line or do anything right
and while you were gone I learned and grew
I didn't need you to turn out alright
I've accepted the fact that we all fuck up
but forgiving you is too hard of a job
and I'm afraid I'll end up just like you
running away from all the hard things I have to do
and if you're sorry you should say it
because we don't know where you are
last I heard you're somewhere in Vegas
going nowhere and sleeping in your car
and I know you used to do so much good
and both our hearts want to change the world
we have the same face so you're still haunting me
and sometimes I still think twice before I pick up a drink
you used to inspire me when I was small
telling me I could be whatever I want
and sometimes I miss you more than anything
I hope one day you can see what's become of me
our paths will cross unexpectedly
and I'll cry so hard because I'll finally see
that broken people need more love than me
and life has an unspoken guarantee
family should love each other unconditionally










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