The nerves start the closer I get, waiting for the curve, where is that fucking curve I know it’s here The tears come, the anxiety… that fucking anxiety Doors open left or right Right, towards Brighton 14th Walking, coffee, the nerves subside The walkers, the chairs, the foreign words, the same as before, nothing changes nothing changes Pass the same empty lot from years ago- still empty Pass the building nothing changes Pass the park and our spot Nothing changes Feelings unknown walk on, walk on The boardwalk is cold but nothing changes, the same old faces Look out, the sea, the ships- maybe if I look far enough i’ll be home And soon they’ll all be dead.

The nerves start the closer I get,

waiting for the curve, where is that fucking curve

I know it’s here

The tears come, the anxiety…

that fucking anxiety

Doors open left or right

Right, towards Brighton 14th

Walking, coffee, the nerves subside

The walkers, the chairs, the foreign words,

the same as before, nothing changes

nothing changes

Pass the same empty lot from years ago-

still empty

Pass the building

nothing changes

Pass the park and our spot

Nothing changes

Feelings unknown

walk on, walk on

The boardwalk is cold but nothing changes, the same old faces

Look out, the sea, the ships-

maybe if I look far enough i’ll be home

And soon they’ll all be dead.