Seasons

I’m losing my mind
To some sort of Instinctive uncertainty
Can you find yourself through it all
With just culture and integrity?
I just woke up Behind the wheel
In a town I’ve never seen before
My mileage in Greece
Forecast is gray
And I’m just somewhere inbetween
I wouldn’t wanna be Besides me How can you trust anyone
When we all change with the seasons?
A flip of the coin
Decides the end
To this routine open conversation
I’m cut and I’m dry
When I’m without information, inspiration
Only time will tell who I am Only time will tell who I’ll be Only time will tell who I am Only time will tell
I would not wanna be Beside me How can you trust anything
When we all change with the seasons?