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Kingdom Of Giants

Wayfinder

 

Wayfinder

(album: Passenger - 2020)


Going off the rails
You know we got too deep
Can't see what's right in front of me
Can't even sleep
I know we gave it hell
(But we lost ourselves)
But it just got too steep
(It just kept coming)
Can't seem to find the relief
Waiting for my exit

Are we blindly searching for meaning
Of who we are
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home
Life's so finite caught in the headlights
Blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home

Balance, white lines, erase me
I'm no stranger to misery
Sidewalks, keep me from dreaming
I cannot sleep without the sound of the TV
I know we gave it hell
But we got too deep
Can't seem to find the real me
After the sunset

Are we blindly searching for meaning
Of who we are
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home
Life's so finite caught in the headlights
Blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home

Is it criminal
If I rob myself of anything that's spiritual
'Cause I'm nothing more than chemicals and attitude
What am I supposed to do
I'm not invincible
Is it too late to make a change

Is it criminal
If I rob myself of anything that's spiritual
'Cause I'm nothing more than chemicals and attitude
Tell me what am I supposed to do
I'm not invincible
Is it too late to make a change

Are we blindly searching for meaning
Of who we are
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home
Life's so finite caught in the headlights
Blink and you'll miss it
We are passengers
The roads we take call us home

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