So much to call my own

Traveling through the wrong
side of the week
I tried to find a place
that was somewhere in between
But I wasted time in a room
with all my needs
And craved like a beast
who is after things

So much here to call my own
But so much more claim me as their own

I think you were right
we are
the weak ones
We’re always here waiting
for someone
Trying to write it down
before it‘s gone
Inside a book though it
comes out wrong

So much here to call my own
But so much more claim me as their own