So Much to Call My Own

Traveling through the wrong 
side of the week
I tried to find a place 
that was somewhere in between
But I wasted time in a room 
with all my needs
And craved like a beast 
who is after things

So much here to call my own
But so much more claim me as their own

I think you were right
we are 
the weak ones
We’re always here waiting 
for someone
Trying to write it down
before it‘s gone
Inside a book though it 
comes out wrong

So much here to call my own
But so much more claim me as their own