Seven Years of Holidays (for Stretch)

Eugene
I’m lost
The world has me knowing
Its sounds
But I’ve traveled so far
In my war
And I’ve lived in a suitcase
For too long
Eugene
I’m lost
The whole world around us
Is too small
Seven years of holidays
Cafes, bars, and sunny days
We ran around
Banged our heads
Never felt no pain
I hope we’ll find our peace
Someday
Until then these wild nights
Are no fun
My old friend
My old friend
Oh someday when this darkness fades
When our ghosts move away
We’ll buy some land
Build us homes
And no more will we stray
I traveled so far
I’m done
Eugene
I’m lost