Album: Apollo Sunshine
When you come on wasted wheels
You don’t know which way is home.
When you’ve lost your place to be
You can feel it in your bones.
When I feel the breeze through me
I don’t know if I’m a ghost.
So I try to sing something
Like I’m feeling in my bones.
Is it just me or is it everybody else?
It must be everyone to some degree
Yes I see myself in everybody else.
Maybe they can see themselves in me.
When I feel the breeze through me
I don’t know if I’m a ghost.
So I try to sing something
Like I’m feeling in my bones.