Walking in the countryside
It seems that the winds have stopped
I took down the posters from my wall
Left letters for you all
I remember moments of happiness
Endless summer acoustic guitars
Being a man made me coarse
When I wanted to be delicate
I called up Eugene told him I was drowning
I called up Eugene told him I was drowning
Like a castaway on a warm ocean
Waiting for a purpose to rise
They say it