Teenage Years

This morning, and every morning
I wake unprepared
(I’m unprepared)
Silence is the first thing I remember

But then I am out here
Out in my childhood and my teenage years
Trees out here know me better than myself
The wind is high and the day is open

Then I am out here
In my childhood and my teenage years
Trees out here know me better than myself
The wind is high and the day is open

Today, and everyday
I walk the house alone
Forever alone
(Forever)
In waking and sleeping
I am a creature without a tangible home

Then I am out here
In my childhood and my teenage years
Trees out here know me better than myself
The wind is high and the day is open