The Traveler's Hi-Fi Gospel - Bedroom Eyes

On my path of bends and slant ways

In a muted color scheme

Disembarked into a wry state

Out here I carry you with me

Strange how times meant to be hey-days

Promised bliss then vaporized

Slowly caved in, became gray days

To me you are a shining light

Your words resound to me

A fierce epiphany

In high fidelity

«Carry through and just leave;

There’s soothing poetry

In what’s yet to see»

I’m strolling zigzag back from dead ends

Every cloud bank forms your face

All the waiting is so long

And all the longing is a weight

Your words resound to me

A fierce epiphany

In high fidelity

«Carry through and just leave;

There’s soothing poetry

In what’s yet to see

Sometimes to shatter makes you whole»

Please, if you’d pick me up

From these sad backstreets

I won’t let you down

I reel around every dream

With no place to call home

I won’t let you down

I guess you face the light anew

When your own shadow is in front of you

Oh, what might we become?

Some count our odds

But who needs their fucking love?

Will our routes cross someday?

You traveled far

While I wished myself away