Blinking In My Bedroom

The wind shook me awake and told me everything But I forgot by the morning So now I drive with windows down I pull a kite through the center of town I keep trying but I can't trust my memories Only things that I've been through And I mix up all I believe With all I hope is true So if you need me I'll be Out on my hometown streets Looking for the breeze Are you like me...? Spend every hour in search of a story Some home, some diet to maybe restore me I was every prairie highway Now I'm waiting in the car Now I'm blinking in my bedroom Can you see from where you are? There are moments we lose I mean the tiny ones The parley after the punch-up (We fought here!) I like to think they're a kind of bruise And to forget isn't something we choose Little buttons made of black and blue We could use as rehearsal cues Give a name to things that we've been through Til the day they paddle out from shore And they slip underneath the skin Never to be seen or heard again I'm sorry but I don't know where to begin I spend every hour in search of a story Some home, some diet to maybe restore me There was light and there was shadow I was bright and fully charged Now I'm blinking in my bedroom Can you see from where you are? There's who we are and who we want to be Our happiness is a gauge of the gap between Wait on a savior who knows what we looked like When all our pieces fit right But maybe Could we be happy how we are? Even if that's just as hard Spend every hour in search of a story Some home some diet to maybe restore me I was every prairie highway Now I'm waiting in the car Now I'm blinking in my bedroom Can you see from where you are? Can you see from where you are?