Broken Compass - Faceplant

Eyes above the ocean are watching from afar

There’s nothing here to comfort me, and I’m shiftlessly awake

Perish in the night time, scatter in the morning wind

Trees bend back and streams distort

Scoring gashes in the sand

I’m always headed west when I want to leave

Any other way just feels so wrong

Everything becomes greater in size

As I sing my travel songs

Far above the dirt trails, eyes are scanning for disease

I don’t sleep, I fear the thrums of the deep

I just travel on and on

I’m always headed west when I want to leave

Any other way just feels so wrong

Everything becomes greater in size

As I sing my travel songs