歌词
Rolling through the hills in a black box on wheels
The sun shines through the night and my skin peels to another day
No phones, no emails, just good music in my ears
And I'm feeling a strong sense of the road
It feels like I've got my own metronome
I said I, I meant well to everyone it seems but myself
And my best was nowhere near good enough
Now I'm recycling blood cells
And I need more time, I need more time alone
The last time I met myself was too long ago
Every sight's a constant flirt
To the ideals I held in the past and everything I hope for my future nostalgia
Carving out the reasons to hold on
It's like mining for diamonds in Sierra Leone
Ah we could be rich by the time we're done with it
I said I, I meant well to everyone it seems but myself
And my best was nowhere near good enough
Now I'm recycling blood cells
And I need more time, I need more time alone
The last time I met myself was too long ago
I said man, don't go
You leave now and you'll never know