London

I'm coding message in painted art
I'm busy designing this music from my heart
I play the piano to keep me sane
It's better than anything I majored in
My parents paid my way through school
I still don't know what I wanna do
I follow my heart but I still need money
I play my guitar 'cause I hate being so poor
Believe it or not, sometimes I wanna quit
But going back to school feels just like giving in
Five years from now, where will I be?
I don't know and that's the only thing I believe in
Well sooner or later I'll be across the sea
A mountain hell mentality
Sooner or later I'll be at work
A heart-fixed fever for which I yearn
It's the only place I know
Upon this earth that goes around
If you hold me baby you can see
Off in words for London sea
I moved away, out to the West
I keep on moving or I'll end up where I left
A year goes by and I've moved twice
If i don't write songs a little part of me dies
You can't go back and relive your life
If you focus on goals what happens when they're realized?
You can't go back to times and places
Once you're gone they replace all the faces