The Artist

he said i'm tired of talking to everyone
i'm tired of talking to no one

when i see these places again
maybe it'll be different

how do you take your coffee?

i just wanna draw the curtains
and find myself on the other side

maybe i can stake this place
switch places with the world and watch it go by
maybe not

all i know is this moment, and this ache
can i just let it all go for once?

some how, my spirit unrelenting
for how much longer, i don't know

tell me what you're thinking