Better Homes - Kittyhawk

I’m playing parts with you.

Keeping friends while you’re away.

I’m holding a space for you.

Folding the page until you’re back one day.

And I can’t find anything.

My daily rhythm is a total wreck.

I’m back at my station and things keep on spinning.

I’m trading shifts with you.

Punching the clock, keeping costs at bay.

And I can’t find anything.

My daily rhythm is a total wreck.

I’m back at my station and things keep on spinning.

Ruining things that mean a lot and making the water much too hot,

testing your patience and testing the weight,

stitching in lines, keeping you up so late.

I can’t find anything.