Keeping My Distance

KEEPING MY DISTANCE My home is in the east I have no bed in the state I’m in I’m walking Twelfth Street at midnight Feeling stuck within my skin Don’t have hunger in my eye Traveling lady won’t let me pass by This is the way I look This is the way I look This is the way I look when I can’t get over and I can’t get around Years ended in September after a summer of head on crashes We stumbled and couldn’t remember how to make comfort rise from the ashes Yes It’s true a mirror will tell no lies She put new fear in my eyes This is the way I look This is the way I look This is the way I look when I can’t get over and I can’t get around Keeping my distance from the thunder the soft touches that pull me under Keeping my distance from truth I can’t face from the tunnel that leads to illusion I used to chase