It's easy not to worry too much
About where you belong
When you have those who inspire you
Inspire you best
Has it been too long
I know I'm not the best judge
Time has lost most meaning
And I think that might be good
It's incredible to have a self of place
When no one told you your place in the first place
Puff on and on until it kills your lungs
Death may lie behind the next door
So you gotta belong
Staring off at nothing and absorbing the air
Feeding of the energy, losing all care
There is no past, there's only decay
Or at least that's what old men tend to say