Seems a lot like
Your days are growing empty
Always lazy, boy

You walk down an off-street
Some rhythm on your blood
It's the buzzing of everything
And don't you feel alive in it?

You're odd like crazy
There's patterns in the leaves
On the dust of the running dogs

Seems like the last time
I find I'm most alive
In the absence of everyone
It's how I learn to love

'Cause when I'm odd like crazy
There's rhythm in the noise
There's the dust
There's the lazy boy

'Cause I see you right here
'Cause I see you right here