Iceland - Caravels

City in rust, along the bottom edge

Time creeps slow

When you spend it all counting down

City in mud, softened to readjust

Make big change

When you live your life day to day

Don’t think much of what i’ve loved

You’re to blame

For all that i will and won’t become

I’m a victim of the repercussions

Of this place

We’re all that’s been built and been torn down

What tremendous weight you have

Burdening your every move

Spread out miles and miles

Over streets and new concrete

How your shoulders must be sore

And your patience must be tried

I bet you can feel the weight

On every new face you meet

All the sights to see

All the gifts to reap

Seems too good to be true

All the bets to place

All the time to waste

Seems too good to be true

It’s just a matter of time

Before you notice it’s all

Smoke and mirrors

The secret’s out

All the fortunate

Are the obstinate

They get away

As fast as they can

I’m seeing the best of you

(all i’ve ever known)

When i’m glancing at a map

(is time away from home)

All the regrets and fears don’t want to leave

Mistaking you for who i’d like to be

Find yourself alive without a soul

Losing track without a home

I’m washing myself clean

I’m digging myself deep

Into a hole i don’t want to be

I’m washing myself clean

I’m digging myself deep

Into a hole i don’t want to be

Don’t want to see