Nowhere - Thanksgiving

Only reaching blindly in to blankness with frantic bare hands

Did I ever really try to understand

And only with the open sky so lonely and empty

Did I ever really walk or stand beneath it

In the middle of nowhere

In the middle of nowhere

In the middle of nowhere

In the middle of nowhere

I am the breathing of the same thing that looks blue above the mountains

In the middle of nowhere

And there’s something strong and wise like the sun or a lion

That is sifting through the ashes of my mind

And it’s dangerous and scary to be living ignorantly like I do

But imagine what it’d be like if I knew…

.that I’m nowhere

I am nowhere

I am nowhere

I am nowhere

I am nowhere