sentimental thoughts that night
walking through the neon lights
dreaming about the book i read
listening back to the words you said
names of streets i can't pronounce
words and speech are only sound
i'll find my. i might find. finding a thousand ways to give
colour blindness or so it seems
affecting strongly all my dreams
listening back to the words you said
echoes ask what comes ahead
i'll find my. i might find. seen your world with eyes wide shut
chewing on my cigarette butt
living with you side by side
thankful for the peace i found
in every word and every sound
i'll find my. i might find. this is the future
i'll find. i might find. is this the future?