At the Edge of the World You Will Still Float - Telefon Tel Aviv

How does it measure up?

Was I good enough?

I’ll never know…

And if it’s meant to be,

What will it mean to me?

I never want to know…

Always headstrong calling me home

There was a place I belonged.

And as I fill my cup

I wonder how I had enough

And I’m not sure…

What will be, will be

Not without some mystery

That I’m sure…

Always headstrong calling me home

There was a place I belonged