Two Islands - Outfit

It’s coming again

Skipping through the treetops after dawn

Shouting in a voice louder than lungs

Uneven atmosphere

Won’t happen again

Night time is a hard time to decide

When all your friends are just outside your door

In empty vehicles

Who’s calling again

Silences he paints into the walls

Each and every storm is uniform

And made to fit so well

Won’t happen again

I go out to find out who I am

I go out to find out who I’m not

And what to do

I don’t know anyone else

I don’t know anyone else in here

In trouble again

Rooms in here are full of drying eyes

But vacancies are aching to arrive

Tell the weather man

Habit haunts this quiet scene

But real life breaks come in between

Until I die

New message again

Bitten lips like paper in the wind

Licking strips from smokers in the bin

Pay to feel unwell

Won’t happen again

I go out to find out who I am

I go out to find out who I’m not

And what to do

I don’t know anyone else

I don’t know anyone else in here