Is there somewhere Lyrics

Is there a place where I can be me?

Is there a space I'm found, I'm complete?

I'm drifting 'cross the globe

Seeking a sense called home

Everywhere I go

A question seems to follow

Is there somewhere I can go?

In narrow alleys that inter-connect the city landmarks

Chairs hang upside down their tables outside the now-empty pubs

Overflowing trash bins, shattered glass, and the laboring figures

Sustains every lifestyle of all the fleeting nightly glamours

From the 5 o'clock London bridge

I'm writing the rest of this

The sun rises, chips away white paint off red bricks

On an unnamed plaza next to Rathenauplatz

Where will fate take me in this afternoon to pass?

I flew across the Atlantic sea

The skies seem bluer, and I'm finally feeling free

But where will I find the rest of me?

If ever, when will my story be complete?

The flags seem freer than all the towns combined that I have gone

The steps tread, the nights in bunks

Not sure I've left a mark on

How does one know just what she wants?

The pigeons peck greedily between cobblestones in the ground

The fountains splash their tears freely in the breeze onto my arms

Any step of stairs is a saving grace I shall find rest on

Adrift is curious, feels out of place yet wholly welcomed

On the distant balcony, they share a bottle of white wine

S4 tram rails cut into the green countryside

I ponder my tracks on tracks the world prepped for me

For now, the sole boundary's where my feet can carry

I flew across the Atlantic sea

The skies seem bluer, and I'm finally feeling free

But where will I find the rest of me?

If ever, when will my story be complete?

Sipping buttermilk by Grand Place in its one-liter carton

Lanes woven, railway stations,

Where is my destination?

Life's more a trip than vacation

Is there a place where I can be me?

Is there a space I'm found, I'm complete?

Push my key across

The check-out counter top

Past that beer-stained spot

Then proceed to the bus stop

Is there somewhere I can stop?